Fucked my wife in the bar bathroom

We had been having some drinks in a bar. It was kid, live music and busy but not slammed. My wife was wearing a halter top and a skirt. Her large breasts looked great as she moved on the dance floor.

We were dancing and I couldn’t help but run my hand over her ass. She began to grind against me. My cock was instantly hard and she smiled as she pushed harder.

She took my hand and led me off the dance floor toward the bathrooms. She slid into a private washroom whike I waited for the coast the coast to clear and came in behind her.

She was ready for me, her panties had been pulled down to her ankles . She pulled her breasts from her halter and had tossed her skirt over her ass. She was leaning forward bent over hands braced on the counter.

Her pussy was wet and ready, a tuft of pubic hair and her thick ass. I undid my pant and lowered them to my ankles. My thick cock jumped as I pushed against her wetness.

She groaned quietly as I pushed into her. She bit her lip, trying to cover her moans. I had to do the same as I felt her pussy lips sliding over my shaft until I was fully buried in her wet pussy.

It was hard and fast. I held her hips to start and used them as leverage to slam I and out of her. Our reflections on the mirror. The thrill of the loud music and the potential to be heard had my balls tightening.

I watched her tits sway in the mirror, her body jolt with each movement of my hips. She started to cum, her pussy clenching me. Her body began to shake. I let go of her hips and grabbed her hair, pulling her head up.

Her face was in ecstasy as she came. Eyes glassy, mouth open, her forehead tensed. I came deep inside her. Slamming hard as I filled her with my cum. My body pushed tight against her, each shot soaking her cervix.

Panting we ourselves back together. I pulled her panties up, watching my cum drip into them. We kissed before leaving the washroom.

There were a few smirks from women in the waiting area as we went back to dance.