It was a wild week that week. One that will live in my memories forever. I had s*x with that black guy every night for the rest of the week, even f*****g him in my car outside my office Friday afternoon before going home to my husband who had been gone all week long.
Not once did I make him use a condom, and I never put my diaphragm back in. Needless to say, when I got home, my husband was more than horny for me. He pinned me up against the counter in the kitchen, made me spread my legs, then buried his face between them and ate my bare, freshly f****d and cummed in p***y. He had never done that before, and when he was done, his face was covered in c*m. I had more orgasms that Friday afternoon than I had ever had in my life.
When I finally let my husband f**k me, I made him wear a condom
