i let out a breath as i dropped my bag on the couch and kerisha wrapped her arms around me and rested her chin on my shoulder.

"exhausted, my love?"

i hummed, answering her.

"want me to help you relax?"

there was a hint of playfulness and seductiveness in her voice, making me bite my lip.

i gave her a nod and she made me sit down on the couch and leaned down to my face. my wife cupped my cheek and connected our lips slowly.

i closed my eyes as i placed my hand on hers and kissed her back gently.

our lips moved at one pace as she rubbed my cheek affectionately.

kerisha pulled back slowly and started to kiss down my neck. she stopped and whispered in my ear.

"strap or no strap?"

"its your choice, ma'am." i answered her back seductively, "after all, i'll still enjoy it."

my wife chuckled and stand up, walking over to her bag.

"dont ask me why i have it in there." she said as she took out the familiar pink strap.

"wHy Do YoU hAvE iT iN tHeRe, ker?" i mumbled as i felt myself becoming drenched slowly as i watched her licked the fake penis.

ker pulled her pants and took them off, throwing them somewhere on one of the couches. she took off her underwear also and adjusted the strap on her, letting out a low moan.

she walked back to me and held my legs as she pulled me down a bit so my legs were hoisted over her shoulder.

her hand went to my crotch and she ripped my stocking and tights underneath, making me smack her.

"this was the last one." i whispered harshly to her.

kerisha gave me a dark smirk as she placed three fingers at my entrance and spread my wetness on them.

"do you think i care, furcia?" (whore)

i shook my head and she removed her fingers from my pussy and placed them in my mouth. i sucked off her fingers greedily, holding eye contact with her.

my wife lined up the fake penis at my entrance, and slowly thrusts her hips forward. i closed my eyes in pleasure as i continued sucking on her fingers. she pushed her fingers back more in my mouth, making me gag on them as she fully thrusts the strap inside of my slippery walls.

i let out a moan around her fingers when she started moving her hips against mine. ker removed her fingers from my mouth and leaned down to my face.

"if you ever make a sound," she gritted as she picked up her pace with her hips.

soft moans came out of my mouth and i moved my hips along with hers.

the tip hit my g-spot continuously, making me clench my eyes shut in ecstasy.

"fuck, fuck, fuck," i whimpered.

i felt myself getting nearer and nearer to my orgasm as i clenched around the strap. ker leaned down and took one of my nipples between her teeth and tugged on it, making me let out a cry.

"how near are you?"

"r-really close, ma'am." i moaned.

"gonna cum for me?" she asked as she licked the flesh on my breast.

i gave her a nod as i felt the familiar knot in stomach.

"go on then, bitch. mess up mistress's strap." ker urged me on to cum.

her hips picked up pace, bringing me to my orgasm as my hand fly over my mouth to block out my moans.

"fuuuuck." my eyes rolled back in my head as an overpowering orgasm washed over me.

my wife slowed down with her hips, helping me ride out my orgasm slowly, as my body shivered. when i came down from my high, i looked up at her.

she removed the strap from my pussy and i felt my liquids leak out. i brought my fingers to my clit and rubbed it in slow circles.

ker made me sat up and she pecked my lips, taking off the strap.

"when we get upstairs, i'll clean you up."

i nodded.

"does that mean i'll get to taste you too?" i asked seductively as she put on back her pants.

ker turned and smirked at me.

"maybe."

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