Hayden
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Looks like a scared rabbit when smiling but has great birthing hip's.
"I knew you do. Let's start keeping Bobby employed by looking at these wonderful tits." While he kept her pinned against the bathroom sink his hands easily pulled both breasts out. Her hands shot up to fight. He grabbed one wrist and slapped cuffs on it, and in a flash pulled both arms behind her back and cuffed them together. "Now I can leisurely play with these." Both hands again worked on her tits, squeezing, rubbing nipples, pinching nipples, twisting nipples. He worked them over for five minutes whispering what great tits she had. She squirmed and hummed. "Tell ya what," he added. "So your tits don't get lonely one of my hands will keep them company while the other checks out your sweet cunt." If she could've squirmed more forcefully she would, but she couldn't. She couldn't do much as his hand lifted the hem of her dress, pulled her panties down to her knees, then snaked around in front under her ass and covered her pussy lips. "Oooooo! I knew you would have a perfect cunt. I used to watch you and say to myself, 'there's a perfect cunt,'" His middle finger entered went fully in her pussy. She wiggled her torso in revulsion. "That's right. You just rotate your cunt around in circles on my finger." She stopped in protest. Two fingers began to finger fuck her. She froze. "That's right, cunt. Just stand still and enjoy my fingers in your cunt while you think about hubby keeping his job."
She was still, bent over the sink, a hand stretching a nipple and another finger fucking her at a steady pace. She began to realize in her stupor that she hadn't a choice and let the fingers, now three, do what they wanted in her pussy. This went on for five minutes and she tried to focus on anything else. Then the fingers came out, rubbed her clit, and rammed back in. She started to breathe heavier. Soon she was gasping with each thrust of his fingers. Another five minutes and, beyond her control, her pelvis started fucking back. Moans were added to her gasps. "I knew a hot slut like you would help her husband in his career. Am I right?" he whispered. There was a pause, and an ever so slight nod.
He turned her around and reinserted his fingers. "I thought I saw a nod but aren't sure. I want to see a big nod that you'll do whatever I want to help Bobby. Let me see it." She didn't move. He slapped her on the cheek. "That's what happens to sluts that don't help their husbands. Are you going to nod that you want to help Bobby now or do you want more persuasion?" She nodded strongly up and down. "That's good. Bobby will be pleased. And you'll have the satisfaction of helping him keep his job." His hand didn't return to her pussy but to his zipper, which he opened and fished out 8" of cock. "And the best way to help Bobby is fucking me."
"Uuuuuummmmmppphhh," she groaned through her gag. Four inches of cock entered her. "Uuuuuummmmmppphhh," she repeated.
"Now nod big that you want to fuck me to help Bobby." She froze. He slapped her hard. "Nod, cunt! Nod yes now. Quick. Before I slap you silly!" Wide- eyed her head gyrated in an exaggerated nod yes. "I'm going to love fuckin' your sweet cunt," he sneered. All 8" bottomed out.
"Aaaaaarrrrggghhh!" she mumbled through her gag. Then in slow full 8" strokes he began pistoning in her pussy. Within a couple of minutes her, "Uh, uh, uh, uh," kept time to his fucking and she was snorting in air through her nose. With her upper body laid out on the sink and her feet on the floor, her pussy was protruding and vulnerable. His 2-1/2" inch-wide cock was putting heavy pressure on her clit.
He knew he would make her cum and started talking down and dirty. "Your cunt is made for this cock. You like my cock in you, huh? You love to get fucked, like the dirty slut you are. Make lame excuses like helping Bobby when all you want is some hard fucking. You want me to fuck your tight little cunt with my monster cock, don't ya? Nod your head yes, slut. Nod it big and I won't beat your sorry ass!" She nodded profusely. He fucked her profusely.
Soon her grunts turned to, "Um, um, um, um," and her bottom instinctively started humping back. After six minutes, horrified, she came like a rocket. She couldn't stop it. Her ass didn't stop humping for almost a minute.
He pulled his dick out. "You're as good as I thought. I love it. I knew you would give me your body to help your husband. I can tell a slut a mile away. Bobby can keep his job... at least for awhile." He pinched a nipple hard. "Don't you tell a living sole, if you know what's good for you. Ya hear?" She meekly nodded. He undid the cuffs, held her down on the table, put one of her hands on a tit, the other laying on her pussy, told her to hold her head up, and took three pictures with his smart phone. "If Bobby sees these he'll know you were totally willing," he snarled. "Now put yourself together and get both your sorry asses home." He put his dick back, zipped up, ran fingers through his hair and left.
