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The exhibitionist housewife (Part 8)

He sat on the edge of a large fountain and she squatted down in front of him, like she was going to pick something up off the floor. She looked right at the camera and spread her thighs, her wet, pouting slit on full display, and his camera clicked away. She stood up and put her arms up, lifting her hair from her neck, her cut-off T shirt rising, exposing the bottoms of her breasts, her nipples rock-hard through the shirt. She did it again when he was behind her, her naked ass cheeks peeking from below the skirt, framing her wet, shaved slit. She was shaking with excitement.

   "Let's go outside," he said, and he took her elbow and guided her through the front doors while people gawked. He walked her out to his car, and took pictures as she bent over the open trunk, her ass fully exposed. He opened the back door, and she leaned inside, lifting a leg, her slit partly agape. She backed out of the car.

   "Sit down," he said, and she sat on the end of the seat, his crotch right in her face. He looked around, and unzipped his pants, and his erection popped out of his fly. He focused his camera down on her, and she looked up and smiled. The camera clicked, and clicked again as she opened her mouth and encircled his penis. She moaned as she sucked his hard cock, and he put the camera on the roof of the car , holding her head in his hands as she sucked him. He pulled her head off of his cock and pushed her backwards onto the back seat. Her skirt rode up around her waist and she spread her legs. He grabbed the camera and snapped the picture, and she put her hands to her slick cunt and pulled the lips apart, and the camera clicked again. He knelt on the seat and lowered himself onto her, and she grabbed his erect penis and guided him into her hot, waiting hole.

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