As she heard what would be the last stroke near her, she faked satisfaction. Blowjob sex Mayla lay beside her sleeping husband, quietly masturbating hoping not to disturb him after their usual sexual encounter: she’d strip, drop to her knees to suck his cock and, on his command, she’d bend over to take him doggy-style; another night of five minute passion, another night of faking an orgasm, another night of frustration. A bolt of lightning seared across her back accompanied by a sickening sound of thunder. Pretending difficulty from exhaustion, she raised herself to a sitting position. “A slut talks like that, not a lady,” her husband told her holding his penis in her face, “wash your mouth out.”
Mayla paused; she had never tasted her own juices before and found the thought distasteful but, seeing the look in his eyes, obeyed.
