There was another “drop it low” part of the song. Instead of turning around though she went low while facing me. The bottoms were not made for erections. Her hands down the back had pushed them down a little but no matter what my hard cock would have been jutting out the top. Right under the belt buckle with the big R on it. Just not so much. When she saw it she froze, staring. Gulping inaudibly before pulling them down so that all of it was exposed. From testicles to tip, she rose back up with the song I sort of danced out of my pants. Leaving us both bare from the waist down.
Booze was the only excuse for how stupid we were. Drawing it out for another song. Until she turned around to rub her big butt up against my dick, lodging it in the crack. Letting my hand slip over her hip, stomach, and down between her legs. She was fucking soaking wet! Arching up as my finger slipped inside her, both of us only barely holding onto the pretense of dancing as she wrapped her arms back behind herself around my neck.
Fingering her with one hand I grabbed her big breast with the other, it wasn’t enough. So I sank my hand into the front of her blouse, under her bra. Instantly finding her thick but not long nipple. Toying with it to hardness, it still was barely protruding, making her moan. Making her grind against me all the more. The dress was stretchy enough that I popped it free, much to her pleasure. Getting the other one free while she nodded, turned on by her indecent dangerous exposure.
We kissed, just for a few seconds from the weird angle. Then my mouth was moving across her cheek, up under her ear, catching the lobe. What really got her was her neck. I tried her shoulder which she did like, but nothing like her neck. She had a clit like her nipples, thick but not long. Like her nips though it was sensitive because she cried out as I concentrated out it, humping my hand. Holding my head to her neck, she moaned my name as she came, staying upright only because I was holding her that way.
“Beckett! Oh my god that felt so good.” And when she purposely wanted it, I did let her go to the ground. To her knees at least, the hot MILF turning around as she did this time instead of staring at my dick she wrapped her hands around it. Aimed it at her mouth. “Larry would really not like this! Not with you being SO big.”
I didn’t have a response, other than to groan because she enveloped me. It was one of the hottest things I’d ever see. Carlie on her knees before me. Those vulcan ears poking out, the gold star trek insignia stretched but visible to the left of her giant breast. Her dark nipples always near black while her pale breasts changed from yellow, to green, to red.
I won’t say my wife was bad. Or uninterested but I think she’d become complacent, maybe we both had. Because the raw eagerness from Carlie blew my mind, nearly made me blow my load. Just the way she moaned at every new angle she saw me. Licking my dick from balls to tip. Bobbing her head, leaving my shaft soaked with her spit, pulling off with a loud pop. Whimpering about how big I was, while slapping my member at her lips. Blue eyes huge as she rubbed it over her cheeks.