Feeling completely used, and in dirty cum covered panties we got to the car in the back of the pub. I felt a hard shove over the hood of the car, dress raised cum dry panty pulled of me. Oh please I can't.
"Take that you fucking slut, take my dick" it was rammed hard into my anal hole Andrew held me down on the hood as Eric fucked me. I was punished, I deserved it. Eric's balls slapped my ass cheeks as his cock fucked me hard. He came and came pulled out and rest of the jism load wetted down the back of my dress. Andrew let me go, and I slid to the ground completely exhausted. When I was getting up, I left the panties on the ground. Andrew opened the car and had Eric sit in the back with me.
On the drive home Andrew kept looking into the back rear mirror watching what we were doing. Eric had his hand under my dress but I shoved it away. He slapped me. He slipped his hand under my dress again and shoved him away again. He pulled my hair hard so I was looking up at him.
"Don't fight me" With his other hand he raised the dress and slapped my pussy several times
"Oh stop please, make him stop Andrew please" he stopped the car, came to the back and instead of helping me held me down. Eric released his dick and got on top of me. Even though I was still exhausted I couldn't resist his cock fucking me. It wanted him again and again. I couldn't resist the fucking. I am my husbands fuck slut.
"Take that you fucking slut, take my dick" it was rammed hard into my anal hole Andrew held me down on the hood as Eric fucked me. I was punished, I deserved it. Eric's balls slapped my ass cheeks as his cock fucked me hard. He came and came pulled out and rest of the jism load wetted down the back of my dress. Andrew let me go, and I slid to the ground completely exhausted. When I was getting up, I left the panties on the ground. Andrew opened the car and had Eric sit in the back with me.
On the drive home Andrew kept looking into the back rear mirror watching what we were doing. Eric had his hand under my dress but I shoved it away. He slapped me. He slipped his hand under my dress again and shoved him away again. He pulled my hair hard so I was looking up at him.
"Don't fight me" With his other hand he raised the dress and slapped my pussy several times
"Oh stop please, make him stop Andrew please" he stopped the car, came to the back and instead of helping me held me down. Eric released his dick and got on top of me. Even though I was still exhausted I couldn't resist his cock fucking me. It wanted him again and again. I couldn't resist the fucking. I am my husbands fuck slut.
