It was 4am. I was still pretty drunk and I wasn't sure if I'd dozed off for a short while. I tapped Belinda who was at my side with her eyes closed. "Wake up honey, I'm booking a taxi."
I got to my feet gingerly and felt the cum move in my pussy. The guys were slumped at the end of the bed *****. I left my stockings off and slipped on my little black dress and high heels. After quickly brushing my hair I helped Belinda to get ready, more out of a need to be with my husband as quickly as possible as I was missing him ❤.
The guys woke up and let us out. I got a light kiss on the cheek from them both and a pat on the bottom from Craig. Leaving the apartment it crossed my mind that we looked like a pair of whores. This made me smile to myself and consider climbing straight into bed for more cock when I got home.
Belinda went straight to bed when the taxi dropped us off. I opened the bedroom door and admired the view of my man laying on his back in a deep sleep.
I pulled off my panties and lifted my skirt before carefully straddling his mouth. I opened the lips of my pussy and waited for his response. In a matter of seconds his tongue started moving, slowly at first and then more quickly as his excitement grew. He ate me greedily and, not for the first time that night, I was brought to a wonderful climax.
I remembered that my husband had bet me that I wouldn't be fucked last night and my first words to him were, "Did you taste that cum inside me?" He nodded. "You owe me £10" I said.