Ice Cold Milf

I am driving, my cock out, Susan slowly stroking my erection. “Suck on my cock, Susan,” I tell her. “Your mouth on my cock feels so incredible.”

Susan looks at me and smiles. “I love the sensation of your cock in my mouth. Sucking on you turns me on, and makes my pussy wet.” Susan leans over, and I feel the incredible pleasure of her lips, her wet tongue swirling around my shaft as she goes down on me. I put my hand on top of her head, my fingers entwine in her soft hair, enjoying the erotic sensation of her hair entangled in my fingers, and controlling the rhythm of her mouth sliding up and down on my shaft.

I am approaching my orgasm, and I tell her, “Susan, you’re gonna make me cum! Stroke my cock and make me cum!” Susan is leaning over my exposed shaft, both of her hands wrapped around my stiff rod. “Come for me, I want to watch you cum!” she tells me.

My warm cum explodes out of the tip of my cock, running down my shaft and over her hands, and over her wedding ring. Watching her ring on her finger, the band pressed against my throbbing cock, stroking me, bringing me to orgasm, watching my sperm running over her fingers, and over her ring, somehow, adds an extra dimension to my pleasure.