“Bona petite,” he said, offering Amanda another forkful.
She ate the entire plate and was still hungry for more cum.
Philip’s cock was rock hard again during the entire time he was feeding Amanda, and purplish veins appeared as though they were going to burst out of his angry red skin. He grabbed a hold of the chair that she was still sitting on and spun it so that Amanda was facing away from the table. Philip then straddled her, pressing his erection against her chest, in that cavernous space between her tits. He grabbed her breasts roughly and pressed them together, sandwiching his cock with them. No longer wearing a calm demeanor and looking down at my wife with unbridled lust, Philip began pumping his hips back and forth; Amanda was helpless to do anything but tittyfuck him.
As their skin burned from the friction, Philip scooped some sauce from the plate and smeared it across my wife’s face once more. Amanda opened her lips, and he fed her some more with his hand. The tall Asian man then leaned down and gave her a sloppy kiss, Amanda’s face still streaked with red sauce. He managed to lick a good portion of it off before he pulled away. Philip reached over for the plate, and dumped the rest of its contents onto her chest as he was still tittyfucking her. The sauce, they both privately thought, made for good lubrication.
With a primal grunt, Philip loosened the bra, stood up, and pull Amanda up to her feet, spinning her around. He then began grinding his crotch against her bottom, trapping his erection along the crease of her toned ass. As Amanda pressed back gently and rubbed her butt against him, she took his hands and placed them over her messy tits. Philip gladly cupped and squeezed them, smearing more of pasta and red sauce all over her body in the process.
“Fuck, I love rubbing against you,” he growled lustily into her ear. “I could do this to you all night and day.” He began raining kisses all along her neck. His hands continued to grope her breasts and glide over every inch of her body, and their bodies moved as one as they undulated against each other.
Philip had every intention of fucking my wife tonight, but he used Amanda’s ass to unintentionally masturbate himself to the point of no return. “Oh, shit! I’m gonna explode! I’m gonna explode!” There was actual astonishment in his voice.
Amanda was facing away from him, so Philip couldn’t see the wide grin on her face. But instead of letting her partner of the night erupt on her beautiful ass, she quickly spun around and dropped to her knees. Amanda snatched his throbbing cock into her hands and began to stroke him fast and furiously. “Then cum for me, babe. I want you to explode all over me.” She pointed his cockhead directly at her tits.
By now, most of the food had either wiped off or eaten off Amanda’s body. But there was still bits of pasta and red sauce steaked all over her. As thick white semen erupted from Philip manhood and splattered on Amanda’s chest, it began caking together exquisitely with the residual food still on her skin. Philip howled like a wolf to the moon as he unleashed load after load onto my wife. She aimed him at her chest, but a few missiles caught her on the neck and on the side of her face.
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