"Look out the window, honey," he said.

The naked redhead jumped up and moved to the window and saw a shiny red convertible parked below. She turned and gave him a questioning glance.

Bill dangled a set of car keys. "It's all yours, baby," he said. "Oh! Darling!" she cried, overjoyed. Betty had been wanting a car of her own for ages. Actually, she wanted it so that she didn't have to take public transportation when she went to visit the various men with whom she was fucking behind Bill's back. But, naturally, she didn't tell her husband that.

Now she felt very loving and affectionate towards Bill for the lovely gift.

"I've got a present for you, too, darling," she said, batting her eyes and smiling.

"Yeah? What?" he asked.

"Ummmmm – something you love," she sighed.

Her fat nipples were sticking out and her cunt was spilling plenty of cunt-juice down her inner thighs, and Bill had a pretty good idea what his present was going to be.

He began to undress.

He dropped his pants and his big fucker loomed out, heavy headed and thick stalked and gnarled with throbbing veins. His balls were swollen at the cock-base, and his open piss-hole was dribbling out pre-cum.

Betty licked her lips.

Bill always adored a blowjob and Betty was more than happy to accommodate him in her mouth – especially today, when he had just given her a convertible.

Naked, he flopped down on the big bed and lay on his back, with his hard cock towering up.

Betty curled up beside his hip. Her heavy tits swayed saucily as she leaned down. She gazed longingly at his cock, then glanced at his face.

"Is this what you want, darling?" she purred.

She made an oval of her lips and let her nimble lapper flick out tantalizingly.

"Yeah, kid – suck my prick!" he gasped. Betty gazed hungrily at the meaty delicacy, then ducked down and lapped at the babbling cock-tip.

Pre-cum tingled on her taste buds, and she moaned.