R Finch: The hottest wife

Norman shook his bead. "What can I say?" he asked. "All I can tell you is that it'll never happen again. Never. No woman in the world would be worth losing you over. I realized that, when you left me last night. I love you, Bonnie."

"And I love you," she said warmly. She tugged at his flaccid cock, feeling it throb under her fingers. "Hey! Your dick feels like it might have a last round left in it just for me."

"Get it stiff and it's yours for the night. Forever, in fact."

With a girlish giggle, she suddenly leaned over his hairy crotch and sucked the entire length of his soft prick into her mouth. Working her moist tongue all over the fleshy cap at the end of it, she began blowing him fervently. She could feel the slick juices in her snatch start to fill her cunt-hole with hot moisture, and the more excited she got, the more feverishly she sucked her husband off.

While she licked his hardening cock, she couldn't help wondering if Norman would ever stray from home again in search of outside sex. The thought, oddly did not upset her as much as it once would have.

She darted her tonguetip into the little slit at the end of his cock-head, teasing at it and feeling Norman tremble.

"Suck it harder," Norman coned, thrusting his hips up at her so his prick went deeper into her mouth. "Get my cock hard, and I'll fuck you senseless."

Bonnie smiled to herself at the dramatic change in his attitude from a few days before. And then, her husband's prick coming to life, it stiffened so quickly that she had to pull her head back to take it without choking. She gave the head of his massive cock a gentle suck, and then looked up at him with her blue eyes bright.

As far as Bonnie Evans was concerned, she once again had a husband she could count on.