Tim was on the back deck. Nudo, he was sitting in one of the plastic chairs. With his wife on a shopping trip and children at school, he felt comfortable enough to sneak out for a little pleasure.

He had recently been engauging in some solo water sports, using his pee as a lubricant for a vicious masturbation session. While sitting fantasized, he proudly remembered the first days of marriage, when his wife Dee was open to new adventures. Unfortunately, fifteen years had passed, and if they were children, time, or that half-aged belly that had developed on both, she had gotten less and less adventurous.

Of course, he tried to deal with the subject with her, but she only called him a bad pervert and rolled up to fall asleep in a hull, leaving him with another erection.

Tim retreated back and closed his eyes, a warm fantasy that went to his head. When the sun heated its naked skin relaxed, and soon had a nice flow in progress. The hot fluid felt great, sprayed all over his body. It was also a constant flow, while he led the flow from his face to his contour. While his stream came to the end so his erotic awakening as a familiar female voice came to his ears.

“What the fuck?” his wife Dee yelled at him from the corner. Jumping on the bridge continued its run. “What the hell are you doing? "

Tim’s anger in years of sexual neglect came well into him. “I was trying to masturbate, thank you very much!” he answered abruptly.

“But what the fuck was the piss thing.” Dee yelled. “Are you a goddamn pervert? "

“Hey!” exclaimed, grasping a wet finger in his direction. “I tried to involve you and cut me off. If I hadn’t become so careful… "

“A prude! A plum!”

“Yes, a damn itches. I remember when you were willing to try new things, no matter how eccentric it was. But now…

“A cautious is I?” he shouted. Dee’s body was trembling with anger. “I’ll show you you’re perverted son of a bitch!” Tim’s mouth opened while Dee was screaming that he was pulling his jeans off. Suddenly he pushed them and his panties with a fast bike. “You are perverted, I will pervert you.” Pulling away his shirt, he swept it on the bridge, tearing Tim, his hairy horse over his stiff cock.

Starting her pussy lips, she left a flow of piss blowing her dick. “Here, how do you like that dirty bastard?” he said wildly. Looking at Tim, she was shocked by the appearance of lust and desire on her face. His dick had become hard, and he was caressing him. Almost herself said, “Oh, my… you like it.”

She’s gone, her anger is back. By stopping the flow, he snarled “ok, you like this. Well, let’s see what the fuck you are. Come on, Dee grabbed it for his hair and shoved his face in the wet pussy. Relaxing the bladder put another piss crap, then another and the other.

Dee expected her husband to move away, but instead her tongue began to lick her! Part of his mind rebelled, saying it was bad. But… oh damn it was so good! It’s been so long since Tim licked her ass that he forgot how awesome it was. His head cried of desire, lust, passion. Somehow she managed to remove the bra, allowing her D cups to fly free.

At some point his pee had stopped, but Tim didn’t. His tongue was clinging to his twat, hitting her in that special way. Dee left out an audible gasp as an orgasm suddenly came over her. He grabbed Tim’s head to stop while his body shakes. More liquid squirted out of her vagina, but this time it was cum not piss that squirted Tim’s happy face.

Pushing it back, she slipped down her body, guiding her hard penis in her wet pussy. He threw forward, pressing his breast against his chest. Her skin was wet and warm against Dees. He kissed Tim, fiercely, wildly, his tongue that forbade his mouth. He returned passionate kisses like his horse land against his.

He could feel his tree, move in his body. She seemed to be divided into two, and turned her into ecstasy. Tim leaned forward, grabbed his tits and sucking them, biting, pinching. Her body shook and trembled like her pussy again trampled juices over her thawling dick. He left a cry like another orgasm swept over her. “Oh fuck yes yes yes YESSS!”

She collapsed above her man, her dick still firm and thawed in her painful pussy. “Oh, shit, honey.” Dee said, breathless. “Oh, damn it, it was good. "

“Don’t stop now, honey.” Tim’s voice was almost begging. “Oh, baby, I’m so close… please!” Dee looked at him in the eyes, and raised her. He struggled with his decision for the shortest of moments, then he told him “Don’t worry child”.

Standing up, she stood sideways and kneeled next to the chair. Taking his penis in his hands, he looked up and with an almost wild tone said “Don’t worry child. Now it’s my turn to be a bad bitch.” He grabbed his dick practically, taking him to his mouth.

I baked in a mix of mute piss and her pussy juices, expected to gag but instead found the taste to be surprisingly good. Maybe it was just his lust, but he couldn’t get enough of his dick. He licked and sucked, feeling Tim complaining stronger and stronger.

Dee was enjoying every moment, feeling Tim shakes and quits as she determined to give him the best shot he could. “Yes!” cried. “I’m CUMMMMING!” cried while his dick broke into his mouth. His tongue washed every subsequent wave of cum in his mouth, washing his dick with it. But he was careful not to swallow again.

When he stopped cumming he left his penis slipping from his lips and rubbed it over his face, getting slick and shiny. Without notice she stood up and rested on him. Grabing his face, he planted a very wet big kiss on Tim, forcing some of his juices back into him. Initially he fought, but as passion took over he relaxed and shared the kiss.

“Well?” he said, finally breaking the kiss after several minutes. “I’m still a plum, or am I a sexy bitch? "

“Oh, baby, you’re definitely my sexy bitch.”

As she turned against her chest, she said, “Hey, can I ask you something? "

“Mmm hmmm.”

“What did you come home for?” Dee started laughing, then laughing. “What?” Tim bravely asked.

“I came home…” he said, suffocating, “because I had to pee!”