Ovulation tracker pinged this morning—peak day, 12-hour window. My bull Jake only had a 45-minute lunch break, so I threw on a sundress (no panties obviously) and took my husband’s Tahoe since it has the tinted windows.
Hubby was stuck in meetings all day and knew exactly why I needed his truck.
Pulled up to the loading dock, hopped in the back seat and got bred twice in 30 minutes flat while his coworkers were 50 feet away on smoke break. Still had his cumshot dripping down my thighs when I drove home in the same seat my husband commutes in every day.
He’s going to smell it tonight when he gets in and drives to the gym. I’m not cleaning it.
