"enjoy It..ngh...while...It lasts"

Slap.

I'm afraid this is gonna last sometimes,Laura. As long as you try to play tough, the fact that i am taking you from behind and forcing to see your reflection in a mirror might speak for itself: the one you were less likely to give it Is actually fucking you. You can't deny it, you're loving It. I can tell from how those juices are flowing, and how creamy your pussy is even before considering the moans.

You shall thank your daughter. The sweet princess that broke all bonds, which you scorned for her habit of skipping lessons to fuck dudes around at the university, is kind of responsible.

After all,it was her who told me you were so into your carreer that you had to get a dildo to get some release. And yes, that's why we suddendly came crashing at your house everytime possible, and i made sure to bang the hell out that pretty little moaner, at least one round Always under the shower,so you can hear when tucked in your bed. Yes, i might plead guilty of carelessly fondling her or fingering her butt from over the leggings while hanging around. Always on purpose, Always to cross your look that you took away,still not saying anything or acting disgusted.

"Oh God, almost there,almost thhwhereyougoin?"

Your butt, dear. Would be a shame to ignore it, also because It's heart shaped when you're bent, and i provided to paint it red with slaps. Feel me, i'm pushing like a savage. I grabbed one of those tits, they must have been really firm back in the days, but still feel Great to squeeze, and it's really nice to play with that nipple. How much power and wealth you got, everyday making decision like the boss you are,always ready to be excellent. How many men in suit and tie pass around in that office of the bank, maybe someone with his charme and everything, expensive clothes and cologne. But still, you need something different, someone different. Someone who does not have to get intimidated or charmed by all of that,or just aiming to get some promotion. No. You needed something more than just a dick to hop on. Somebody who can put you back to your place,who can make you feel vulnerable. Someone you can't tame and you gotta give up to. That's why you cose denim and leather instead of suit and tie. That's why you spend the weeks planning, booking luscious hotels and buying sultry lingerie. To get collared and banged like the cheapest of the whores.

"Oh God harder,please,harder, don't stop i am.."

Almost there my dear,time for the coup de grace. My hand around your neck,closing. A hand of someone with a shitty position in a Blue Collar mansion. Rough skin and powerful force. It's months that our weekends go mostly like this, and during the week you got plenty of dares to oblige. A 28 year old Misfit is now your master. The strong willed 54 manager has become a Kitty. There you are. Almost fainting. Eyes Rolling. Body shaking. Let the neighbors know that you reached the peak of pleasure,as i swiftly proceed to get back into your pussy and leave a warm load to flood your insides. Let me hold you and lay on the bed. Shaking,panting and in tears. Here,a caress. Some healing after all this debauchery. You look at me with those starry Blue eyes and a tender smile.

"Asshole.."