If they couldn't see out of the car, conversely no one could see in and so, although they were parked in a residential neighborhood, the Wellingtons were safe from prying eyes, and Anna had no qualms at all about sucking her husband's prick as they sat in the car.
It would be a great way to kill time and relieve his frustrations – and her own, as well, because the raven-haired woman adored taking it in her mouth, and she always got her rocks off when she was drinking her husband's cum – or any other guy's, for that matter.
"Yeah – go down on me, baby!" he gasped.
She unbuckled his belt and unfastened his waistband, then pulled the zipper down with teasing pauses. She reached into his fly and hauled out his huge cock and swollen balls in one meaty handful.
She gazed down hungrily at the tasty feast.
He had a hammer-headed cock, the knob of his prick seemed to glow a dull red, like a smoldering ember. His cockshaft was long and thick, as hard as iron and seamed up the underside by a pulsing ventral vein as thick as her little finger.
His balls were as big as melons, making her drool at the prospect of drinking what they held.
He heaved his cock up toward her face. Anna leaned over and started working on his balls. She purred as the nutty goodness of the gamey ball-bag hit her tastebuds.
She licked all over the bloated bag, then sucked on his balls greedily, as if she were trying to suck his cum right through the flesh – to drink his fizz straight from the swollen source.
"Ahhhhh!" she moaned.
"Yeah, kid – tongue my nuts!" he grunted as she worked on his meaty prick.
She groveled on his groin, her tongue sliding back to the crack of his ass. But it was too awkward to rim his asshole as they sat in the car, although she always loved a snack of shit-ring, and she worked her mouth back up to his balls and sucked them some more.
His prick was vibrating like a struck tuning fork and gooey pre-cum was oozing from his pisshole.
Anna began to lick up the underside of his cockshaft, running her tongue up along the ridge of the throbbing vein and lapping up to his cock-knob.
Goo gushed down his cock-shaft, and she gathered it up and savored it, then she swallowed it, whetting her appetite. "Yummy!" she moaned.
Her parted lips ringed the base of his cock, and she pulled her mouth up and down the long shaft as if she were playing a flute.
More preliminary spunk flowed and dribbled into her mouth.
Anna was enjoying this suck-job, but his piss-slit was weeping so heavily by this time that she was afraid that he might blow his wad too soon – before she had his bulging cockhead where it belonged.
She licked his cock-knob, laying the slimy slopes and licking his pisshole, slurping up the spunk as it came pouring from the cleft.
His pre-cum was creamy and as rich and thick as heated honey. She lapped it up and swallowed it with relish, becoming hungrier by the moment.
Richard was spilling out the goo so lavishly that he had already fed her as much as the average man would have when he got his rocks off.
And she still had more in store for him.
She licked, then let her lips part, slowly feeding his cockhead into her hot mouth.
He placed his hand on the back of her dark, glossy head and pushed firmly down as he humped up, fucking deeper into her face.
"Ummmmm – ummmmm!" she purred.
"Suck it, baby!"
Anna needed no coaxing.
She began to bob her head up and down, feeding all of his massive cock into her mouth and throat. Her chin brushed against his balls, and her nose nestled in his bush, and her lips were plastered to the hairy hilt of his cock-stalk.
Her magic mouth was making Richard surge steadily towards the crept.
"Gonna cum, baby!" he gasped.
"Yeah-yeah! Slime me, darling!" Her pleas were choked off as her throat was clogged with his cockhead, then she sucked back up and panted. "Jizz for me, honey! Feed me your hot, thick spunk!"
His cock seemed to hiss between her lips, and she was making lots of suction sounds in her feeding frenzy.
"Here it cums!" he howled.
His balls blew as she swallowed.
His first gooey geyser splashed the back of her throat and poured down her belly in a steamy tide, so that she didn't even get a taste of it.
But she sucked back up to his cock-knob and the second squirt gushed over her tongue, thrilling her with the taste and texture of his jizz.
She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked, and he kept on pumping the jizz out, spurting as her head bobbed down and spraying out more as she pulled up.
She milked his cock dry and drank all of his jizz.
Richard sighed and slumped back.
His balls were slack and drained now, but his enormous prick was still fat and firm.
Anna kept on sucking for awhile, then she drew her spunky lips off his cock and used her tongue to slurp up the stray cum that had escaped her lips and trickled down over his balls.
She raised her head and opened her mouth so that he could see the last traces of semen coating her pink tongue in a creamy film. She gulped the last of it down, swallowing with her mouth open for his benefit.
"Nice!" she purred.
"Oh, baby! You got a mouth like a vacuum cleaner!" he wheezed. "You damned near sucked my asshole inside out, you sweet cocksucker."
She kissed him lovingly on the lips, grinding her gooey mouth to his passionately.
Richard knew that now that she had sucked him off, she would be keen to get fucked. But they were no longer a courting couple and the thought of fucking awkwardly in the car didn't turn him on.
He wanted her spread out naked in bed. He lowered the window and looked out, squinting through the falling rain.
"There's a light on in the nearest house," he said. "I wonder if they can put us up for the night? We sure as hell can't drive anywhere, and, what with the storm and all, they might have a spare bed for us."
Anna agreed that it was a good idea. The sooner they were in bed, the better. Her cunt had creamed when his cock had exploded, but she was still hot to get a good, hard screwing.
They got out of the car.
Richard stuffed his still-stiff cock back into his pants and zipped it up, then they dashed up onto the front porch.
The porch was enclosed and sheltered from the storm. Richard approached the front door – but Anna had paused to glance in the window.
"Ooooh! Look, darling!" she whispered. Richard came back and looked in – and grinned.
A pair of teenagers were necking on the couch.
Richard and Anna had no idea that the girl happened to be the daughter of the sexy woman and man who had been dancing at the Riverview Inn and who had caused the watchers to get randy.
But the girl was turning the Wellingtons on even more.
Because Barbara Curtis was sure doing a lot more than dancing!