BJ in the car

As I’ve mentioned it was hubby’s birthday last month... and a significant milestone reached. Normally we would have gone away for a weekend of fun. Of course not possible this year.... instead where possible a series of scenarios and evenings in.

Well over Easter, we managed some fun in the sun... well car park used by walkers at a nearby spot.

Arriving at the parking lot, Hubby found a vacant spot between two empty cars. I twisted around on the seat to face him and the open door; flashed him a luring smile, and subtly licked my lips.

I smiled and spoke more softly. He moved closer to hear me, standing right by my open door. “I want to celebrate your birthday by worshiping your cock right here, right now. Please take it out for me.”

I opened my knees so he could stand even closer, and as I did my skirt rode up. Glimpsing my panty-less pussy he drew a deep breath and ooked around one more time; opened the rear door too so he was standing between both open doors, almost out of sight. He unzipped, and took out my cock for me.

I leaned forward and kissed his very tip, my moist lips against the so-soft skin of his head. He continued to stiffen as I grasped the base of his shaft. The tip of my tongue danced across the slit of his tip. Then my tongue teasingly circled all around his tip. He started to tremble, and leaned hard on the open door frame. I pursed my lips and slid my mouth down his shaft almost to my hands at its base. I wanted to expose him all, so I unbuckled his belt and pants and let them fall to his ankles. I cupped his bag-of-balls in my left palm as I continued to grasp his cock with the fingers of my right hand.

Bobbing my pursed lips up and down his cock, I reached under and massaged him just behind his bag-of-balls. I knew that would make him come quickly, and soon his cum erupted into my mouth, satiating the craving of my taste buds. I swallowed most. A little leaked out onto my chin, and he wiped it up with his fingertip.

I held him there as he softened, still in my mouth, now holding his bare cheeks in my palms. I moaned contentedly. Finally I released him from my mouth, and he bent down and kissed me.
Breaking the kiss, I exclaimed, “Happy Birthday, Darling ”
He pulled up his pants, tucked in his shirt, and buckled his belt. Now dressed, he kissed me again, more intimately. Not too soon, as we could see some walkers coming back.