Thread: Driving Mrs Manson (Jack Stalker and KatherineMinola)

You aren't like one of these useless fucking intern whores, are you Mrs Manson. You know how to fuck. You can take a good hard fucking can't you? That's good... that's... ahhHHHH! he groaned as she fell obediently to her knees and her hand unexpectedly grasped at his cock. He should have come right there, but he managed to control himself in her grip, holding back so as not to wash her face with a torrent of thick cum which would likely take an age to remove. He wanted to stain her face, see his cum dripping from her lips and awash in her hair, but right now she needed to be able to head back into the mansion without looking like she'd been bathed in cum. He hissed as her lips wrapped around his cock and she took it in her mouth, then smirked as she leaned back to look into the camera. He had what he wanted, slipping it into a pocket after a few moments, before looking back down at her. Seeing the look in her eyes, as she fell into some insane well of sexual depravity, drove him wild. The sight of her fingers abusing her own flesh, a hand on her tits as her pouting mouth swallowed his shaft, sent him into a frenzy. His hands sank into her hair, grasping her head as he thrust wildly into her mouth, the bulbous head of his juice leaking cock stroking across her tongue to nudge and then invade her neck as she forced it into her clenching throat with a moan. His fingers clawed at her, and then he was letting out a roar of pleasure as his hips spasmed and his cock swelled inside her. Her neck bulged as he blasted a hot torrent of cum into her mouth, the thick sperm forcing its way down her throat and into her stomach, unable to escape the seal of her lips about the fat girth of his rod. He held her steady, fucking small jerking thrusts between her lips as he jolted and twitched his way through the viciously violent orgasm which rocked his body to the core. Finally he felt it begin to subside, the last dregs of his climax ejaculating into her mouth as he clenched his teeth and looked down at her with a feverish look of raw primal lust. This bitch was his now, she had the taste of him in her gullet, filling her belly, and with a husband who would rather waste his time elsewhere she would have plenty of her own time to service him. He waited until there was nothing left to force into her, then dragged his cock free of her mouth, smearing a lone streak of wicked looking spunk across a cheek, before stuffing his spent member back into his pants. He handed her a spare phone from his other pocket. I've got all I want on you right now, Julianne, so when this thing rings, you're going to answer if you know what's good for you. he told her with a growl of dominance and a commanding voice. You need to get inside and pretend nothing happened out here. Your husband should be finished by now anyway. he hissed. Then, I want you to get cleaned up and dress in your hottest lingerie, with your highest heels. Send me a picture. Show me what a slut you can be beneath a nightgown. he gave a cruel grin. When that's done I want you to head to the back door to the kitchen that looks out onto the garden and pool area. It's a camera blindspot. I'll meet you there in thirty minutes. If you aren't there your husband gets to find out he married a whore. he told her finally.