On Mr B’s 40th birthday I arranged a surprise for him. A weekend away at a log cabin. It was beautiful to look at and utter carnal filth. He told his wife he was away on business. We left together from his house, his wife waved us off- she believed he was giving me a ride home, a ride was definitely what I intended to get from him. The minute we left I teased him, showed him I was wearing no panties, turned into pulling my top off and eventually I was naked in the front seat. We drove along as I was naked, finger fucking my self, moaning loudly. He almost crashed numerous times. Eventually I took out his cock and kneeled on the seat, ass to the window and sucked his cock down the back of my throat. Many cars drove past honking their horns and shouting. I wouldn’t let him cum, every time he was close I’d pull away. We fucked the entire weekend. I had more cum in me when we left than he did. His surprise came after- I had a friend set up cameras around the cabin to record the weekend and his gift was a video of every nasty thing that happened there. I still have my video, I like to watch it sporadically when I want to reminisce
The first time I climbed into bed with a married daddy he froze. Didn’t know what to do and couldn’t speak- I sat on top of his cock and waited for him to catch up and it was worth the few seconds of anticipation. It was the first time I came on a married man’s face, the actualisation knowing I had found everything that would change my sex life. Cheating is not only exhilarating but my norm. My way. My choice.
