Thread: Driving Mrs Manson (Jack Stalker and KatherineMinola)

As Julianne started talking, Scott started to get harder, his cock swelling in his pants until it was an obscene length of hard flesh pushing and straining at the dark pants he wore. He shifted his tit grasping hand away from her breasts, leaving them darkened by the pattern of his fingers where they had squeezed and clawed at her body. His fingers crawled around the back of her neck, then slid up to grasp at her hair. A fistful of strands were bound by his fingers as he yanked at her head, snapping it back to expose her throat as he lowered his mouth to her neck. Teeth and lips seared away at her sensitive skin, his tongue lashing out on occasion as he worked his way down to her collarbone, then back up to her chin, marking her with his hisses of breath and unashamed assault on her flesh. His other hand wasted no time, the fingers free to violate her precious cunt as they slid back and forth against the hot wet lips of her cunt, before shoving aside the folds of her flesh to invade her quim. She had him so fucking hard now, so hard that it mattered little where they were of what she said, he had to force his cock into her tight hole and fuck her senseless, it was the only way he'd ever be satisfied, knowing that he'd managed to get inside the senators wife and give her the fucking she truly deserved. Fuck yeah. he grunted through clenched teeth, as he felt her hands on his arms, not in an attempt to shove him away, but instead sliding up them to find a place on his neck. He pinned her against the door for a moment, hard cock shoved against her groin, hard enough to be felt through her clothes and his as he moved to kiss her again. Tongue slashed across lips and invaded mouth, hot breath and spit entwined as he growled with a feverish lust, dominating her lips with his own as he drove two fingers deep into her cunny and began to tease at her clit with his thumb. Her yielding to his assault was all the evidence he needed, all the answer that he wanted. He smirked as she pulled away finally, hands moving to his powerful chest, shoving at it through his shirt as he drove another finger into her cunt, twirling and twisting the digits as she spoke about stopping. Stop? When your filthy, fuck hungry, little cunt is dripping all over my fingers? Stop? When your inner whore is screaming for me to fuck you? I don't think so, Julianne. Your hot, wet, snatch is begging me to fuck it, so that's what I'm going to do. After all, I have to take care of you, it's my job. he growled, tightening is grip on her hair. He stepped back, drawing his fingers out of her cunt and sucking on the fingers. His other hand tugged her forwards, then span her about and propelled her towards his own car, slamming her down across the hood, bent in half as her face and tits gently but forcefully impacted the warm metal of the bonnet. He held her down, easing the heel of his hair wrapped hand down onto her back between her shoulder blades. His other hand unzipped his pants with a distinctive sound, metal rending free of metal as the teeth parted and his erection sprang forth. A solid bar of flesh, thick girthed and pulsing with veins. The bulging member topped with a bulbous helm which was already weeping pre cm down its enormous shaft. Stop? Do you think your husband is stopping right now Mrs Manson? Or do you think he's fucking a couple of nasty young whores because he's blind to how fucking hot you are. I've been waiting to do this since I first laid eyes on you, it's only the fact that you were the senators fucking wife that stopped me from doing this long ago. I'm not stopping now though, Julianne, and I don't think you want me to anyway. Your cunt is flooded, your blood is racing and all you want right now is my young cock spearing you open and giving you the fucking you must be craving. All you want is a man half your fucking age, who wants nothing more than to feel your wet hole flooding his balls and hear your strangled moans as you fucking come like a slut in heat. he grunted out the words, shoving her skirt up about her waist, his hand in the small of her back now, forcing her cunt down against the metal her tits and nipples were already kissing against. You can imagine that I'm your husband, pinning you down and giving you the fucking you need. Or you can accept the reality, that your tight body and stunning looks have driven a young guy to the brink, to the brink and over it just to get a fucking taste of your hot flesh. he hissed, his cock head nudging up against the lips of her cunt as he spoke, then driving forwards. His huge knob splayed open her gash and sank into her quim with a groan from his lips. His shaft spread her vaginal tract wide, as the entire length was slowly but surely forced inside her. The massive member tented her flesh, compressing her clit against the metal of the hood as he crammed himself deeper and deeper, stretching her gash wide as he tried to stuff his entire shaft into her tight little cunt. When was the last time you got a good fucking from the Senator, you cock teasing bitch? I bet you've been fingering that cunt of yours for weeks. You ever finger it and think about me? Tell me. You don't want me to stop Julianne do you, you bitch... you want it harder, don't you? Hard and rough to remind you what a good solid fucking feels like. Fucking beg for it! he gasped aloud as he felt his balls mash into her, his cock head speared as far as it could go inside her narrow fuck tube. He held himself there, his cock filling her viciously tight hole as he waited for a response, his length roasting her insides with its heat.