There was no way I was going to tell her the truth, there was no freaking way I was going to loose Mary. I had to think of something quickly.
“Baby, what was that? How can you ruin our date because of those loud mouths? I can’t believe you Mary”
“Adam, what makes them loud mouths? The fact that you are nicknamed ‘Defender of the CEO? Since when did you and Trish get along so well? And what was that thing they said about you being on sick leave? I don’t get get. Care to explain?”
“Then you should have allowed me explain before you ruined our date by walking out. What is wrong with you? Don’t you trust me anymore?”
“Adam, start explaining please. What’s the sick leave about? And why do you have a nick name? By the way, if you are on sick leave, where the hell are you coming from?”
I decided to act angry using the technique of ‘attack as defense.” I kept quiet, drew my seat belt and drove home without saying a word. Mary was quiet too. It was a very awkward moment of silence in the car. I put on a frown as if I was really angry at Mary for not trusting me. As soon as we got home, Mary got out of the car immediately and shut the door furiously I feared the door would fall off. I stayed back in the car for ten minutes just thinking, before I went into the house to join Mary. She was all boiled up and her face was flushy. I sat down next to her.
“Mary, what the hell is all this about? Why can’t you just let me talk to you?”
Mary said nothing, all she did was give me a cold look.
I continued, “First of all, everything Toney said at the mall was just to tease me. Trish and I are not friends. I just chose not to gossip and bitch about my boss at the work place. Believe it or not, some how, Trish gets to hear everything they say about her. She already hates me and I don’t want to get into her bad books more than I already am. Besides, its not really a matured thing to do bad mouthing about the Boss in her company. Why can’t you understand that?”
I could see the frown on Mary’s face begin to loosen up. She sighed a breath of relief. I continued to sell my lies.
“Toney and I have not been in good terms. So he decided to spite me. It was just his way of paying back. Look at these texts.”
I quickly brought out my phone and thank God the text Toney and I exchanged after our little argument at the cafeteria was still there. In that text, Toney had accused me of defending a woman who hated me so much and I had replied that I wasn’t :”a baby that I am not a cheap gossip like he was. Mary read the texts.
“Hmmm Adam, how come you never told me that you had a fight with your colleagues?”
“Baby I can’t be bringing my trouble at work to the house. Besides I thought that it was all forgotten until that idiot chose to humiliate me today. He’s just trying to cause a stir. Don’t you trust me?”
“I don’t know Adam. Honestly, I don’t know. What was that thing about sick leave?”
“Baby, when you told me you were sick, I felt so sad that I had fallen ill too in UK. I couldn’t perform well in the exam on the final day, so when Trish was informed she said they should take it easy with me. I was so sick and throwing up. Because of me, the exam time was extended. The sick leave they talked about was not approved. I had written the company via email so that when I return, I could go on sick leave to enable me take care of you. But the Boss lady refused to approve it based on the fact that I’ve already been away from work for one week. You can imagine how they found out about an email I sent to the company, so why would I bicker about the Boss with them and hope she won’t find out. Nothing is hidden in that place. Now that we’re talking about it, I am guessing I was was going through that thing they call ‘Pity Pregnancy ‘. Believe me Mary.”
“How could you be going through pity pregnancy when you didn’t even know I was pregnant?”
“Mary, the earlier you realize we are one soul, the better for you. I can feel every pain you feel. Just like I’m hurting right now because you are hurting.”
Mary smiled. In my heart, I knew I had won my wifey back. Now I must keep her as far away from my colleagues as possible. It was obvious they were jealous of me and would do anything to ruin me. Thank God I didn’t delete the petty texts Toney sent me insulting me, who knew it would come to my rescue? But I was glad it was able to bring back peace and sanity. That was close, but it was over even though the date was ruined but atleast I still had my Mary with me and nothing was going to stop my wedding.
Later that evening, Mary began to feel some pains in her lower stomach like cramps. I had to rush her to the doctor and after she was checked, the doctor told us it was a high risk and delicate pregnancy. Mary will have to rest a lot and lay off stress so we don’t miscarry. We were also to abstain from sex for the first trimester for the safety of the baby. I was really scared for us and all through the drive back home, I was quiet because I was very sad inside. Mary didn’t deserve this, we didn’t deserve it.
“Adam, what’s wrong with you? You don’t have to make it look like anyone is dying. It’s just for the first trimester and after that, we are good. Just relax Honey. I trust in God, all will be well. Just believe.”
Mary tried to console me but that did not work. I was feeling very horrible.
“Baby, I know you are trying to toughen me up. But I can’t help feeling that God is trying to punish me for all my atrocities.”
“Adam, what are you trying to say? What atrocities? The one I serve is not that mean. Children are gifts from Him. Our child is a gift. So please be positive Honey. And what atrocities are you talking about about? You are beginning to scare me. What have you done that I don’t know about? I though I knew all about you Adam? What are you trying to tell me? I wasn’t so worried when the doctor told us the problem, but now you have gotten me worried and scared.”
I was quiet. I didn’t know what to say, I had set myself up for destruction. Mary, had stopped talking too. I just put my right hand on her left hand and squeezed it. I didn’t let go off her hand. I needed to hold on to it to find strength while I controlled the steering with my left hand. Mary responded by putting her right hand on top of my hand too. Making a sandwich out of her two hands and my right hand.
After we got home, I made us dinner and we just cuddled into bed. I couldn’t let her go, I couldn’t let her out of my sight. Mary began to feel like I was suffocating her, but I really didn’t care. I just wanted her to get all the rest she needed. I didn’t want anything to happen to our baby. I practically followed her to the bathroom. Sometimes, she pushed me out and locked the bathroom door. Even with that, I stayed by the door till she finished. When she returned to bed, I cuddled her tightly. Sex was the last thing on my mind as I wanted our unborn child to be okay so I had to get sex off my mind. I admit that not having sex for three months was a big deal for me. More so because I was not going to fuck anyone one else after my wedding, so it was going to be tough. If I really wanted to fuck, it had to be before the wedding. I really wanted to stay faithful to Mary. She was also a good fuck afterall. It was not going to be easy at all. But for my Child’s sake, making love to Mary was out of the equation.
“Adam?” Mary called me softly.
“Yes Baby” I responded.
“I’m still worried about what you said in the car. What atrocities were you talking about? What don’t I know about you?” She asked.
I sighed heavily and thought deeply for a while before I replied.
“Baby, apart from the horrible life I lived before I met you, I mean all the things I’ve done to women which I deserve to be punished for, I also ruined your life Mary. Before you met me, you were a Virgin, a born again. You were saving yourself for your husband. But I changed all that, I seduced you. I got you pregnant even before your wedding. I feel so guilty. I don’t want anything to happen to you Mary.
“Adam, how can you talk like this? Why condemn yourself? Everyone has a past and I’m no sure you are nolonger hurting women. You have made up for it by loving me and sticking to me, you have repented so don’t say such things. As for me, Honey, you did not seduce me, I gave myself to you because I wanted to. I had the option of leaving you but I didn’t. It’s all the same to me, I kept myself for my husband and you are my husband. We are getting married in seven days. So in the end, only my husband has touched me. I will know no other man till the day I die. So don’t worry My love. Our pregnancy might be delicate, but these things happen. Our baby and I will be just fine. So please don’t make such statements again.”
Mary just knew the right things to say at every point in time. But I was still feeling guilty. If only she knew what I have been up to. I admit, I was nolonger hurting women but I was not a faithful man. I was not what she thought or who she wanted me to be. I felt so bad for betraying her like I did. But one thing was for sure, it will end after our wedding. That night, Mary and I agreed she should move to her mother’s place atleast till after the wedding. Mary was on leave from work so she could plan her wedding. Lily came over the following morning to help drive Mary to her Mother’s place. Lily was her maid of honor so she was a great help. I followed them behind in my car and parted halfway and went to the office. I had to sign in my resumption and ask for another leave from Thursday for my wedding. It would affect my annual leave though but it was okay. It was a Monday so the company was so busy. I went to do lunch at the cafeteria and ended up with stomach pain. I had to close early. Instead of going home, I drove straight to Mary’s family compound. She was excited to see me and Lily couldn’t stop teasing us about how we couldn’t stay away from eachother. That was true. But Mary had also instructed I stopped by for dinner from work every day after I closed from work. So my plan was to hang with Mary every evening after work till very late in the night. I stayed with Mary till almost midnight before I went home. I laid in bed thinking of sex. I really wanted to fuck. I tried to masturbate but I just couldn’t. I tried to force myself to sleep but then the ringing phone woke me up. I checked and it was a hidden number. At first I was reluctant to pick it up. But then I thought it could be an international call and that would be Jake calling from London. Maybe he wanted to inform me that he was about to board his flight down for the wedding. He was the best man afterall. I picked the call.
“Hello Adam. I heard you left work early ‘cos you were sick. Are you feeling better now?”
It was Trish. I don’t know why, but I felt a bit of relief hearing her sexy voice.
“I’m better Trish. Why call so late? Miss me?” I asked.
“Well, I won’t lie to you, I’ve missed your cock in my mouth and pussy. I miss fucking you. How soon can we fuck again? By the way, where is your bride to be? You are talking too freely.”
“She’s at her mother’s until after the wedding.” I replied. But the most shocking thing happened next. I couldn’t believe it. The line went dead. Trish hung up immediately. I wondered why she did what she did after making my hard-on worse. Damn that bitch! Atleast, her sexy voice on phone would have help me wank till I poured my cum and eased off. I was very upset. I tried to call Trish but her numbers were switched off. I got up and went to pour myself a drink. To knock me off. I managed to sleep miserably. I woke up late the next morning. I was late for work, I jumped off the bed, ran into the shower and got dressed for work. I rushed to the door and as soon as I opened the door, I was Trish standing in front of the door. She was just about to knock when I opened the door.
“Omygod Trish, what are you doing here?” I asked as I quickly grabbed her by the hand and dragged her into the house. I was trying to avoid the neighbors getting suspicious.
“Oh wow! Good morning to you too Adam. I’m glad I caught you at home. I really wanted to see you.”
“You shouldn’t have come here Trish. Have you forgotten that my Fiancée lives here too. You can’t be here. How did you you know where to find me?”
“Hey calm down! I’m no idiot Adam. You told me last night that she was at her mother’s till after the wedding. Remember I’ve once dropped you off at your house before? I didn’t forget the place.”
“Trish, you shouldn’t be here. This is not right. No other woman has ever been here apart from Mary. I can’t do this. Please let’s go to work or we can meet somewhere else.”
“Fine! I can’t believe this. You don’t want me here? You are resisting me? Unbelievable. Ok, just get me a glass of water and I will be on my way.”
I rushed in to get her water but when I came back she was undressing. Right there in my living room. She took off her jacket and I suddenly noticed she was wearing a light stockings under her mini skirt. More like a panty hose that matched the color of her skin. Her six inches heels cover shoes and her blouse were unbuttoned revealing her bra which only covered half of her breast. Just a little above her nipples. I was hard but I had made up my mind not to disrespect Mary this much.
“Trish, what the fuck do you think you are doing? Get dressed and leave. We can fuck in your office when I get to work and we can go to a hotel during lunch. I just can’t do this here. Please leave.”
“What?” Trish yelled in shock.
“Are you resisting me Adam? Who the fuck do you think you are are? What’s this about disrespecting your little bitch? Do I look like I care? You know what? Fuck you Adam! Fuck you! I will never allow you humiliate me like this again. Intact you will never lay your hands on me ever again you jerk, I swear.”
There was fire in Trish’s eyes. She was mad, really mad. She buttoned her blouse and tugged her skirt. She grabbed her jacket from the couch, put it on and headed for the door. When she turned around, the sight of her big ass wiggling made my cock even harder. Her anger was a turn on for me. My cock throbbed in betrayal of me.
“Wait Trish!” I called her back. But she wouldn’t stop. She headed straight for the door.
“Fuck off Adam! Go fuck yourself idiot.”
Trish said as she tried to open the door. I dropped the tiny tray with the glass of water on the center table and ran to the door and grabbed Trish by the waist.
“Not so fast Sugar tits. Just wait let’s talk. You don’t have to get so angry Sweet toots.”
“Let me go you Jackass. Who the fuck do you think you are. Get your filthy hands off me. You and I are over. And I mean it.”
“You shouldn’t have come here then. You made my cock hard so you will deal with the consequences. Stop struggling. You know you want this. This is what you came for isn’t it?”
“You are just a piece of garbage. You think you can have me only when you want to? What do you take me for? Your personal slut? I swear if you don’t let me go I will scream so loud your neighbors will come running.”
“And what will you tell them? Are you gonna tell me them how you suck my cock?” I said as I grabbed her by the neck and pushed her against the wall.
I picked the CD remote from the center table and pressed a button. A romantic music turned on. I don’t know why I felt like Trish was going to scream. I’ve never seen her that angry before.
“You are mine now, slut,” I hissed as I pulled her close and began swaying with her to the music. As they say, waste not, want not. Having her hands secured behind her back caused her chest to take its rightful place in the world, presenting her breasts to me for appreciation.
She tried to struggle, but my hand in her hair made it clear that I would tolerate no resistance. I spun her around and around, like a pin the tail on the donkey contestant. It didn’t take much to confuse her. Then I left her standing alone as I turned off the music.
“Come to me,” I commanded from a couple of feet away.
Trish shook her head.
“Please Adam, let me go. I am not interested in whatever you are trying to do. You humiliated me in a way no man has ever done before. Please back off. I’m not going to let you fuck me so cut out this nonsense and let me go please.”
She said ‘Please’ she’s begging? She didn’t really want me but I didn’t believe that. I felt the smile on my face. Begging. That is what sluts do. It really doesn’t matter what they are begging for. Not really. It is the begging that counts.
“Now,” I demanded.
She stepped forward, unsteady on her feet. One step. Then another. Then a third. She stopped when she felt my hand on her chest in the safe area, just below her throat, but above her cleavage. My fingers went for the buttons in her jacket, then I reached around her and grabbed the lapels of her jacket. With a tug I opened her jacket, popping one of the four large buttons right off as I did so, We both listened and watched as the big button fell on the hard tiled floor and rolled under the chair. I stripped it off her and her blouse was still down a few buttons revealing her copper bra with it’s satin trim and sheer mesh cups was on full display. I grabbed her arms and pinned them behind her back. I held her both wrist into with my left hand and with my right hand I hooked my fingers into the V of her blouse and grabbed the material there. A quick pull from the cleavage and the blouse ripped. Revealing her beautiful bra covering only half her breast. Her lovely skin got me harder. I unzipped her mini skirt and it dropped to the floor. She was left with only a matching pant and bra which was trimmed with lace.
“Adam, are you so stupid not to understand when a woman says No? Are you insane? I said I’m no longer interested. Let me go. And hey! That blouse was a very expensive designer. You are so going to pay for it you Jerk!”
“Oh common Trish. You’ve got such a dirty and foul mouth. Do you actually kiss someone with that mouth? I want you so bad now Trish.”
“I don’t want you. I hate you.”
“That’s not true. You know you will always be my slut.”
I kissed her neck and shoulders, slowly and wetly, breathing warmly on the trail of moistness I left.
Trish moaned in a heavy breath.
“Adam, Someday soon, you will pay for this. I swear it.”
She struggled again. I let go her hands from behind and looked her straight in the eyes, I bent down and picked up her ripped blouse and used it to tie her hands behind her back. If she really never wanted to see me again, I was going to give her something to make her want me more. I went to the door and I took out the key. Knowing she couldn’t leave now cos she was almost naked and her hands were bound behind her back I let her stand there looking at me with rage in her eyes. I grabbed her by the hair and and leaned in close and whispered in her ear.
“Stay right where you are Slut. Don’t move!”
I walked into the kitchen and got a knife. I came out of the kitchen and found Trish kneeling on the floor.
“What the fuck is wrong with you Slut? I said don’t fucking move. You just like to disobey me yeah?
I growled in her ear as I knelt behind her and inhaled her smell. She smelled good.
“Adam, what are you doing? When did you turn into a maniac? What are you doing with a knife? Why take things this extreme? Please let me go. Okay fine! Let’s go to a hotel, I’m beginning to have a bad feeling about us here.”
“This is what you turned me into Trish, so deal with it. Don’t be scared, I won’t hurt you, not if you don’t want me to.”
I leaned in close, and exhaled slowly across the back of her neck. She shivered at the touch of my warm breath.
“Trish, you know you want me. You want my cock don’t you? You’ve missed my fuck right? No one can fuck you better than I can and you know this. None of the men in that club could satisfy you like I can.”
I noticed Trish had suddenly gone soft.
“Ohhh,” she breathed, her body collapsing back against mine. I kissed her neck and shoulders, slowly and wetly, breathing warmly on the trail of moistness I left.
I raised the knife and put it at her throat, letting her feel the point at the base of her jaw line. She showed no sign of fear but she froze in place as I drew the point down, lightly scratching a trail across the inside curve of her breast. A flick of my wrist and the front of the bra parted, exposing her full succulent mounds of beautiful flesh. I leaned her back in my arms and turned her so I could lift her to the couch. She did not resist as the straps of her bra fell away. Another quick snicker-snack to those flimsy straps and the bra was wasted cloth on the floor. I sat her on the leather couch and drew her mouth to mine. She didn’t resist, she opened her mouth and I pushed my tongue in for a few seconds but then she stopped and tried to pull away. She struggled to raise her hands, but they were trapped behind her. She was uncomfortable.
“Let me go you idiot. I’m sick of this shit!”
“Shhhhh common Slut, you know you want my cock in you.”
“No. Let me go you swine.”
I ignored her and lowered my lips to her stiff left nipple and teased it with my tongue. Trish groaned helplessly and arched her back against me, presenting her breasts for my use. I raised my hand to her other breast and gently tweaked her other nipple. It hardened between my fingers and she moaned again, her thighs rubbing together, trying to relieve the ache there. I smiled within me because I knew I had her right where I wanted her and the submission was about to begin. Some women are like that. It is like there is a direct link between their breasts and their clit. I’ve always known Trish was one of those women. I could almost feel her sploshing as I sucked harder on her left nipple, nipping it firmly between my teeth. Now she was squirming against me on the couch. I leaned her back gently and lowered my head, kissing my way down her ribs and flat tummy to the edge of her lace panties. My relentlessly kneading and squeezing hands never left her breasts.
“Oh no Adam! Please not here.”
I didn’t answer because her thighs parted as I slipped my knees between them. My lips nipped at the material of her panties, tasting the wetness at her cleft.
“Oh god!” she gasped as the pleasure overwhelmed her.
“Please!” she breathed, arching her hips, driving her center against my mouth. “Oh, please. Don’t!”
“I have to taste you, Sweet toots,” I whispered in a low growl, “Just a taste of my Slut.”
Then I pressed my lips against the top of her cleft and she gasped in delight. I slipped my fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and began wiggling them off. Trish’s hips rose and I leaned back so she could bring her knees together and up, relieving some of the longing ache at her core. I slowly dragged the lacy material down her legs and over her calves and ankles, kissing my way behind the moving material.
Trish impatiently kicked her panties away when I left them dangling on her right ankle. Then she spread her knees for me and I moved between them, kissing my way from the back of her knees up to her inner thighs. I stopped there and blew lightly on her flowering center. A hot musk rose in the air, revealing her passion.
“Just a taste,”
I said, lowering my lips to her center and slowly laving my way up the outside edge of her pink labia.
“Ohhh!” she groaned. “My god!”
I smiled as I rose between her legs, unbuckling my belt and lowering my zipper as I moved. By the time I kissed my way up to her mouth I was naked from the waist down and my organ was pressed hotly against her outer lips.
“I am going to release you Slut but you must behave,” I whispered in her ear, my breath causing her to gasp again. I reached behind her and released her hands as I pressed my hard length against her wet slit like a living vibrator. Her eyes were closed as she tried to sit up, but I held her in place with my body and pulled my hips back, removing my organ from the flower of her lips as I lowered my mouth to her nipple and sucked it firmly into my mouth.
“Yes!” she groaned clutching my head to her breast as I applied more suction to her nipple. Her hips rose, searching for my steely length. Demanding it. Then I stopped and her eyes fluttered open. I pulled away, smiling down at her and gestured with my eyes to the action between her legs. Her eyes lowered, looking down between our bodies.
“Don’t fuck me Adam. I don’t want to!” she looked at my hard cock and gasped, torn, for she wanted to touch it, but didn’t dare. She was still trying to resist me but her eyes gave her away that she was desperately in need of my cock. I’ve seen that look before, it was half tough but also half lust. We’ve been in this position many times before and I knew that her ‘No’ actually meant ‘Yes’ sometimes. I was the alpha male and she knew there was nothing she could do. I would have her just like those other times like at the refinery.
I lowered my hips and felt my organ slide between her pussy lips like a guided missile. She froze as she felt its blunt head part her labia. I stopped when the bulbous head slid inside her. Trish was so wet and hot and tight as usual. Then I lowered my lips to her nipple and bit down gently as I thrust home, burying myself in her hot depths. She cried out, convulsing as I drove my entire length into her. Her hands grasped at my buttocks, pulling me even deeper into her.
“Now you are loving it you slut. I told you that you will love it. Are you going to resist me again?” I growled.
“No no! Please Adam, don’t stop. Please keep fucking me hard. I’m so close. Please fuck me Sir. I will do anything. Just don’t stop. Fuck me harder.”
she cried. Grabbing onto my butt and pushing me inside her as she jerked on the couch. I was still kneeling between her legs and and I increased my speed and went in deeper. Then I hit bottom, bumping against her cervix, and Trish exploded, her vagina milking my organ like a thirsty dairy maid.
“Yes!” She cried arching against me.
She gasped meeting my thrusts with her own. “Oh, please! More!”
I plowed her fertile field like a farmer during a new moon. Her knees rose instinctively, opening her body to give me even deeper access to her body. She was so tight and wet that I had to force my way inside her with every stroke. Then she groaned deeply and suddenly collapsed bonelessly back on the couch beneath me. I slowed my rhythm as she fought to catch her breath.
“Oh,” she gasped as I slowly stroked in and out of her newly plowed furrow.
“Look,” I commanded gently as I pulled away so she could see me moving in and out of her body in stroke after slow sensuous stroke. Her eyes looked down between our bodies and she saw me moving in and out, like a well oiled pump. She could see her juices coating my hard cock as it slid in and out of her body. Then she closed her eyes, lost in the sensation. I stopped moving and held myself still inside her. A muscle clench and my organ twitched inside her. She gasped and opened her eyes, smiling up at me. Then her eyes widened as she remembered where she was.
“Noooo Adam. I have a bad feeling about us being here. I know I came here out of my own volition but let’s go to a hotel.”
“Shhhhhh. Stay still slut. Don’t worry. We are good.”
“No!” she whispered, but her denial turned into a moan as I slid out and then back. She groaned in defeat as I buried myself inside her again. “I can’t…please!”
“Yes,” I insisted as I plowed into her. It was my turn to receive the pleasure of her body. I lowered my lips to her right nipple and sucked it into my mouth, my teeth clamping down on it firmly. Trish’s hips rose to meet mine as she moaned helplessly. Her arms encircled my neck, pulling me into a breathless kiss as I pounded into her relentlessly.
“Oh, yes!” she cried, throwing her head back as her wet cavern convulsed around me. I thrust deeper then, my cock battering her cervix as I exploded inside her, jetting my seed directly into her womb.
“Fuck! I’m cumming!!” I growled. “I’m going to fill your pussy.”
“Yes! I can feel it!” Trish cried, grinding her hips against mine as her knees came up around me, opening herself to me even more. Her hands pulled me into her deeper and deeper. “Yes! Do it! Take me! Yes! Oh yes! Fill me!”
Then her words were gone as she cried out helplessly in pleasure. I withdrew slowly then, drawing out the excruciating pleasure. My seed and her juices coated my still hard cock. Then a last jet rose from deep within me and I thrust home again, burying myself in her hot wet cavern. I could feel my seed and her juices leaking out of her vagina around my hard cock, coating my balls as I hilted her again and then again as the aftershocks of our joining overwhelmed us. Her vagina throbbed around me, drawing out the last of my essence as her ankles locked around my back. Then she relaxed back into the cushion as she fought to catch her breath. Then her eyes focused and widened as she looked up at me. I rested on my elbows, keeping my weight off of her upper body as my lower body rested deep inside her. I grinned down at her as I grounded our pelvises together. She finally pushed me away and asked for the bathroom, I pointed at the room direction and she went to clean up. Then returned to sit on the couch and caught her breath. Trish closed her eyes. She didn’t say a word. It was as if she was trying to block where she was out of her mind. I knew that actions speak louder than words, so I knelt between her legs again and my cock pressed between her pussy lips, rubbing on her clit. She spread her legs and wrapped it around my butt. I leaned in and kissed her. She moaned into my mouth. Then she pulled me up to my feet. I was fully hard again. My cock was right in front of her as she sat on the couch. Trish knew exactly how to pleasure a man with her mouth. She sucked on me quite well, rubbing the sensitive head with her tongue, pulling out, and going to town sucking on my nuts.
“Yeah, suck my cock, you fucking hot bitch!” I moaned,
“Mmm-hmmm?” she moaned around my cock, looking up at me with her sexy eyes, rubbing my cock head sensitive underside with her tongue. She sucked and licked my cock till I felt I was going to explode. I grabbed her by the hair and pushed her head back pulling my dick out of her mouth with an audible pop. I went on my knees in front of her and spread her legs wide apart. I pushed my head forward and inhaled her snatch. The smell of her wet snatch drove me wild. I always liked going down on women, and her cunt was especially hot. She moaned as I lapped around her pussy like a dog, teasing her by licking her thigh, and suddenly driving my tongue deep into her. I reached her clit and began to slurp on it when I heard the first guttural moan from her. She screamed, moaned and thrashed around as I made a meal out of her pussy, and as she got closer to her orgasm, she began to grind her hips to my face. As she came, she pulled my head deep to her pussy and I felt her stomach muscles contract and her heels drove into my back. Her orgasm must have been strong, because as soon collapsed again as she was done, she pushed my head away and breathed. I stood up and pulled her to her feet. I shoved her to the wall again and grabbed her ass, I picked her up and balanced her on the wall. I entered her, sinking my cock into her, inch by inch. She held me, her long nails driving into my back. Her pussy was so wet and when I slammed home, she was almost taken aback. I began to slide into her harder and harder, feeling her pussy stretch for me.
“Drop me Adam. I’m not comfortable.” she ordered.
I dropped her on her feet. Then I grabbed her and bent her over the big arm of the couch. From behind I had an exquisite view of her amazing ass and drenched pussy lips. I pushed forward and got into her, hearing her moan. I grabbed her hips and began to pound her silly. She has always been loud. I grabbed her waist and pounded her in earnest, and as I did, she moaned louder and louder. I grabbed her hair in my hands and pulled her up a bit, and she supported herself with her hands as I gave it to her as hard as I could.
“Spank me” she said.