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The Devil's Pact Slave Chronicles 6: Velvet, Double D Coffee
Date: 8/5/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Cheating, Male / Females, Male/Female, Prostitution, Voyeurism, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com
degradation of being used by this old man inflamed my lusts like the bellows of a forge, stoking my passions until the bliss consumed all my nerves. “Filthy goddamn whore! Did you just cum on my cock?” “Yes!” I screamed, my insides still being consumed by my climax, fanned by his powerful thrusts churning over and over through me. Orgasm after orgasm raged inside me, rippling bliss through every nerve I possessed. His intercom buzzed. The chief pressed a button. “What?” he gasped. The pregnant cop's voice rang with a metallic tin from the speaker as she answered, “Chief, your wife's on the line 2.” The chief buried his cock to the hilt in my snatch. He let out a soft, moaning grunt. “Thank you, Mallory.” He released the button and gave my ass a stinging slap. “Not a peep, whore.” “No, chief,” I answered. He pumped his cock in and out of me, a slow and steady rhythm as he reached for the phone. I glanced again at the picture filling up my sight. His wife had been beautiful thirty years ago, almost glowing in her white dress. “Hey, Bev,” he answered. “Uh-huh. Sure.” Another orgasm burst through me and I clamped my mouth shut. I felt so sexy; he'd rather fuck me than talk to his wife. It should be her bent over this desk with his dick inside her cunt. I was a thief, taking her husband's lust all for myself—I loved every second of it. “Okay. I'll stop by the store. No, no, I won't forget the milk. All right? I love you too, Bev. Bye.” He went back to the powerful thrust, ...