New Year’s Eve Part 2 As I positioned myself over my husban..

New Year’s Eve Part 2 As I positioned myself over my husband’s face, I checked one final time to make certain his re$traints were secure. The last thing I wanted was Scott being able to wiggle himself free before I had the opportunity to unload my dump truck of necessary disclosures. Confident that he wasn’t going anywhere until I released him, I gently lowered my cunt and began to rub it all over his nose, lips and chin. Covering his handsome face in my scent when I’m riding it is a power move that I’ve always enjoyed. Confident that I’d sufficiently marked my territory, I settled my clit squarely over my husband’s very loving mouth. Scott knows exactly how to eat me out from just about every possible angle, so it was only a matter of seconds before the tip of his tongue found its mark with the perfect amount of preliminary intensity. “Do you like being queened by your wife, sweetie?,” I asked rhetorically. “Having her mount your sweet face with her dirty little pussy? You really do like being a good b0y for me, don’t you?” I asked again. Scott mumbled his affirmation. Then I switched gears. “So here’s the thing,” I said commandingly. “You are not to stop eating my pussy unless I give you an unmistakably clear indication that that’s what it is that I want.” I emphasized “I” in both instances to make it absolutely clear which of the two of us was now in charge. I hadn’t showered since earlier that morning, and with the day’s activities my pussy was in the aromatic state that always seemed to turn my husband on the most. “You’re doing suuuuuch a good job, baby,” I cooed as I ground my pussy hard onto his mouth. “No one could ever eat me out as well as you. Which is why the two of us are sooooooo unbelievably perfect for one another. We’re two sides of the exact same coin.” The game plan was simple - shower him with copious amounts of love, praise and affirmation - Make him feel cherished and accepted - All in order to help him to embrace those parts of himself that he’s been so desperately attempting as of late to suppress. I was absolutely determined, in the course of one little face-sitting session, to undo all the insidious brainwashing he’s suffered at the hands of both Joann and Chrissy. Or at least to make one Chrissy-sized dent in it. I took a quick second to glance back over my shoulder. Sure enough, the potent combination of my words and the scent of my pussy we’re having the desired effect. Scott’s cute little penis was hard as the fucking diamond in my wedding band. “Oooooooh, somebody’s come out to play,” I giggled as I leaned back ever so slightly to take him in my hand and give him a couple gentle strokes. “But too bad for the little guy. Tonight is all about momma.” And with that, I released his rigid penis and leaned forward to reposition myself. Scott’s oral talents were very quickly sending me toward edge, and I wanted to enjoy myself a bit more before letting him bring me to climax. “It’s time for momma’s good b0y to eat her other pretty little hole for a while. You remember what I just fucking told you, right?,” I said pushing my knees forward just enough to provide the perfect angle for lowering my asshole directly onto Scott’s waiting mouth. Whereupon I immediately felt the tip of his probing tongue work it’s way inside. “Mmmmmmmmm, that’s such a good b0y, burying your sexy tongue in your wife’s slutty little ass. I fucking looooove that feeling- oooooooh fuuuuuck.” And then I went on a little soliloquy that would be the lead-in to the main event. “You know my alpha expects us to have that asshole ready for him by the next time we m33t up, right?,” I teased. “Maybe he’d also like to see you loosen it up a bit for him first… just like you’re doing now. I know I’d definitely love that.” I emphasized “I’d.” “Imagine if he was here on this bed with us right now, baby. It wouldn’t be the first time he’s had your wife in this bed, now would it. Just think, I could be gagging on his huge cock while you get that little pink hole all lit the fuck up for him. It would be sooooooo fucking hot.” I glanced back. Still hard as a fucking rock my husband was…. And I hadn’t even gotten to the best parts yet😊