“Well right now I am yours… so by all means.” Her tone was confident, eagerly sexual, and slightly shaky as she nervously felt his thick manhood at the precipice of her entrance.
He let her shakey breaths be the only noise for a long moment as she gripped him tightly waiting for his first move. The eager wife of an ambitious businessman could hardly wait to be violated for the sake of her husband’s career.
“Well then sweetie, let’s give it a go.” With a huff, he lifted her ever so slightly before bringing her down hard onto his rod. Slamming himself into her with one thrust.
She yelled out an exasperated yet fulfilled moan that shook her to her core. No longer did she lean back holding on to his neck, instead she wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace, resting her head on his shoulder.
“Ohhhh ohhh my god.” She whined so softly in his ear. He was a girthy fellow, his thickness had split her open and filled her side to side in such a new way. The coarse feeling of his grey chest hairs on her tits and his grey pubes on her labia gave her a tingle as he began to move again. Small little thrusts of him squeezing through her lips made them both groan with pleasure.
Rylee held her eyes shut and from time to time throwing back her head while singing in tune to his thrusts. Her mouth was permanently agape as she drew in the air so heavily. Gregg looked at her with admiration and lust as he pushed her against the wall of the pool. Underneath the water he held his position between her younger legs, pushing on her thighs with his own. With each thrust, he tried to reach deeper into Rylee.
Her nails dug into his back as all she could do was accept him. More and more his cock made her boil over with pleasure, rubbing a particular spot that made her go numb to the rest of the world. Where at first she thought a feeble old man would make her do all the work, now she was being dominated. Her womanhood was occupied by another man wishing to fertilize her womb.
Looking towards their room Rylee wondered what Owen thought of all of this. She was holding on to his boss so eagerly and moaning so loudly while being fucked. They had only teased about doing something like this before, and for her it was amazing. Did Owen enjoy watching her get her guts rearranged by his boss?
But as she thought of her husband Gregg would bring her back to the moment, upping the pace as he excitedly began to push deeper. She knew he would cum soon. And as he rubbed her in such a carnal way with the intentions he made her aware of, she knew she would cum soon as well.
The way he had held her throat and told her, not asked, that he would cum in her was nearly enough to send her into orgasm. Now the old man was making good on his promise to conquer her womb. The closer he came to it the closer she was to boiling over.
“I refuse… to believe… you’ve been a mother three times already.” He pushed hard into her, feeling the prickliness of her labia against his balls. “You’re a tight girl. Means you need more.” He shoved inside aggressively as he looked her in the eyes.