Hopefully the airplane Wi-Fi works and this uploads soon.

The knock on the door of the family bathroom where we were getting naughty in the SLC airport was distracting, but only momentarily as my husband Will’s hand on the back of my head brought me right back into the moment.

The hustle and bustle of the airport carried on outside as I looked up into his blue eyes, a playful expression on my face as my tongue swirled menacingly around his swollen cockhead, purple and shiny with a thick, warm mixture of his salty precum and my saliva. I let my glossed lips massage and polished his tip as he smiled down at me and ran his fingers through my hair. I’m not one of those dress to impress types at the airport, so I just put on a comfy t-shirt, hoodie, and yoga pants.

Will stood with his back to the bathroom door his sweatpants hanging at mid-thigh and his right hand holding his shirt up to mid-chest, revealing his sexy, toned abs. Many inches of thick, smooth, throbbing cock we’re all mine as I squatted down in front of my husband still teasing the tip of his pulsing prick.

Closing my eyes I made out with the head. Will’s eyes lingered on me, watching me love his cock.

Will forcefully guided me forward with his free hand, pushing the back of my head down his veiny shaft. I giggled, but it didn’t sound like one on account of the mouthful of cock. I reached up, taking his full, fat balls in my recently manicured hand.

His precum flowed freely into my mouth as I sucked my husband. My eyes met his as I began to enthusiastically bob up and down of my own volition, my lips and tongue working with my hands to get him off faster. Hopefully it was loud enough in the airport that no one heard the sloppy wet sounds or my moans coming from the bathroom.

Will leaned his head back against the door, closing his eyes as he enjoyed my head. We were 45 minutes from boarding when we entered the room, I wasn’t sure how much time we had left. I quickly checked my phone, sliding my lips off his, swollen purple head with an audibly wet pop.

I wrapped my lips around his dick once more, moving a free hand between my thighs, and vigorously worked my pussy while I sucked. Drops of saliva splashed onto the tiled floor between my feet while I sucked and slurped away at his engorged manhood, my soft, muted moans and my fingertips bringing us closer to climax.

Will started fucking my mouth, a signal of his impending explosion, and I increased the pace of my hand on my clit enough to push me over the edge. I gave a muffled moan as my pussy began to spasm and my legs nearly gave out, just in time to taste my husband’s first spurt of hot, thick cum spraying deep into my throat, followed by a long vocal groan from Will and several huge pumps of cum rapidly filling my mouth.

I almost couldn’t hold it all. When his balls emptied everything into my mouth, Will pulled back and squeezed the last drops onto my outstretched tongue.

Making ourselves presentable, we suspiciously exited the restroom, hoping the plane would soon board before anyone said anything.

Next stop, Hedonism II!