Loving His Wife From Every Angle

The sun-dappled afternoon seemed perfectly ordinary as Janet stepped out of her husband Bob’s pick-up truck, Sunnyliteañe parking lot. Her cute floral sundress swished around her knees as she climbed the porch steps to their quaint bungalow. Little did the 40-something MILF know that today would be anything but ordinary.

Inside, Bob had been eagerly anticipating his wife’s return from her local charity event. As soon as the door clicked shut behind her, he emerged from the shadows, his 8-inch cock already hard in his boardshorts. Janet gasped playfully. “Bob! The neighbors will see!” But he just grinned wolfishly and backed her up against the wall, pinning her wrists above her head.

“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” he growled, grinding his swollen erection into her belly. Janet squirmed deliciously. “Mmm, well don’t let me stop you then…”

In a flash, Bob had hiked up her dress and shredded through her lacy panties, baring her wet, needy pussy to his hungry eyes. “Fuck, you’re soaking,” he groaned, rubbing firm circles on her throbbing clit. Janet mewled, arching into his touch as he plunged two fingers knuckle-deep into her sopping folds.

“Your cock, Bob. I need it. Right now!” she begged shamelessly, too crazed with lust to care about appearances. Bob needed no further encouragement. In a flash, he’d shimmied out of his shorts and briefs, unleashing his throbbing monster.

Grabbing Janet’s ankles, he hoisted her up the wall, opening her dripping slit to his rampant cockhead. “Brace yourself, babe,” he warned. Then with one powerful thrust, he impaled her to the hilt. “GhhhaaAAAhhh!” Janet screamed as her pussy stretched obscenely, slick walls clamping like a vice around Bob’s pistoning shaft. He set a brutal tempo, hammering her G-spot as she thrashed and wailed in ecstasy.

From a neighbor’s window down the street, an older gentleman watched the scandalous scene with a jerkin’ rig growing beneath his robe. “Mmmphh, get it gal!”

Dizzy with pleasure, Janet panted and yowled, bloody fingers clawing down Bob’s flexing back. Her tits bounced and jiggled with every ripe smack of his pelvis. “Yesssss, fuck me, fuck meeee! Oh Bob! I’m gonna…I’m gonna…”

“That’s it baby, cum on my huge dick!” he commanded imperiously, slamming to her cervix. As if on cue, Janet exploded like a busted pipe, splashing fluids and gushing all over his churning cock. “Holy shit!” Bob grunted, bucking like a bull as her pro bono pussy sucked and rippled, trying to milk him dry.

But not today – he wasn’t done unloading quite yet. With a grunt, Bob levered them to the floor and flipped Janet onto her hands and knees. “You want it every angle, don’t you slut?” he taunted, kneading her ass hard enough to bruise. “49+ flavor ya say!”

“Oh fuck!” the panting MILF squealed as he impaled her again, pounding her pussy harder, deeper than ever before. Her hips bucked and undulated wildly on his battering ram. “Yesyesyes Give it to me! Ruin me!”

Gonna give her what she wants, Bob thought feverishly as he felt his nutters rising like a tempest. Gripping her waist like handles, he fucked his bombshell wife with the fury of a God.Skin popped and slapped, bed springs screamed, as Bob’s outsize clubpole churned her gooey fuckbox in sloppy overdrive.

Janet almost sobbed as she felt the pressure building again, the unbearable tension coiling up her spine. Showers of stars burst behind her eyes as Bob jackhammered her sweet cunt to the brink of oblivion. “Nnnggghhh! K-Keep going! traumatize my clit!” she babbled nonsensically, too cunt-stupid to care.

Panting like a dog, Bob’s ball-sac pulled tight against his body as orgasm roared through him. “Take my load!” He bellowed, fuck-bombing her vulnerable cervix with his cartoonish load. Janet screamed as his scalding spunk flooded her womb – the wet, rhythmic pulsing stretching her pussy lips almost obscenely.

As the warbling began to fade, Bob flopped down on his back, pulling Janet on top of him. The fuck-drunk MILF snuggled contentedly into his sweat-slicked chest, his wilting manroot still plugging her drippy slit.

“God, I love you,” she sighed happily, nuzzling his strong jaw. “Let’s have another tomorrow?”

Bob just chuckled, giving her plump ass a playful squeeze. “You got it, babe. Anytime. With. Wife.”