Cuckolded by His Boss:
Cream Pie for the Wife
J.S.
Lee
Copyright © 2017. All rights reserved.
This is a work of fiction.
All characters are 18 or older.
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"He said he wanted to watch me some more,
wanted to watch me taking a big dildo before he came over, so that he knew I'd
be ready for his huge cock," her fingers trailed down to her legs and when she
writhed and pulled up the skirt, he stopped masturbating for a moment just to
hold on a few seconds more. "He said
that he can hardly wait to fuck me with it while you watch," her fingers
slipped over the top of the panties and she started rubbing her clit while he
stared and sputtered.
"Susan, yeah, tell me how much you're going
to like fucking that dick, tell me baby," he begged her, about to unload spurts
of semen on her leg.
She purred and wiggled her finger faster as
she told him, "I can hardly wait to bend over the bed while he rams that
enormous cock in me, with you sitting right here," she patted the bed, "you
have to watch me with a real man, don't you, baby?"
She knew what he needed by now and he shouted
as the first hard explosion ripped from him and he spasmed, a long line of his
cream hit her leg, then her skirt, wrecked her little panties and coated her
belly. Anthony put his hand out to the
mattress to prop himself his legs were shaking so badly.
"See, I know what you want," she murmured as
she pulled her moist fingers from her ruined underwear and held them out for
him to clean with his tongue before opening her arms to hold him tight.
Before he drifted off, he told her about his
awful day with Charles and his visit to the office, "God, I hate that guy," he
shut his eyes, one arm under her pillow.
"Poor Anthony," she patted his chest like he
was a small child, "he's probably just jealous of you."
