I was braced against the sink, watching my reflection in the mirror of the private bathroom.
Stepping out of my panties, a whisper left my lips, "Please dont..."
He ignored me and began palming ass. My ass was huge, I'd struggled to get my dress over it tonight. My husband had instantly wanted me to change out of it. He'd hissed about how everyone would talk.
When he'd realized we were late he had pushed me out the door practically.
Now here I was with his boss out eating me out from behind.
"Damn you got a phat ass and a fat pussy," he began to lap and eat me like he was eating Turkey with gravey on Thanksgiving.
"Oh my God, oh my God," I repeated over and over as the sink began to bite into my stomach from the pressure of his licks.
"Come on my tongue, sweet heart," he bit at my ass cheeks before diving back in.
"Dont stop," the whisper died on my lips as I let out the moan of all moans and came on his tongue.
My husband started banging on the bathroom door pf the executive sweet soon after. "Camille what the fuck are you doing in there!"
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Tennessee Honey
ChickLitCamille Baker is the perfect wife, voluptuous and beautiful. She also hides secrets that could tear apart her world and marriage.
