He pulled out slowly and methodically pushed in again, sliding along the length of her tongue as he reached into her again, then simply stopped as if enjoying the feel of being so far into her. Then he pulled out entirely and she rolled forward onto her front. She sat up slightly, grabbed hold of his cock again and he took a handful of her hair and pushed her mouth onto him. She let him push her down on his cock, dominating her completely. Christ but she’d never enjoyed giving a blowjob so much! She felt dirty, used, filthy and her body was alive with lust.
But still CJ did not cum. She was eagerly awaiting that familiar twitch and longed for her mouth to be flooded with his seed, but he was still holding back. Then somewhat abruptly he pulled back on her hair until he slipped out of her mouth, then pushed her back, grabbed hold of her shoulders and spun her round so that she was on all fours. His fingers hooked into the hem of her knickers and pulled them swiftly off her backside and down her legs. She lifted each foot in turn, allowing him to peel the last of her clothing away and discard it, the last vestige of her clothing gone.
Then he climbed onto the bed behind her, reached between her legs and she opened them further as the tip of his cock pushed against her. CJ placed one hand on her shoulder and then with one push slid all the way in, making Cat squeal with delighted shock. He felt even bigger entering her like this and she had never been so utterly filled in her life. One of his hands ran smoothly up her back, took a grip on her shoulder and pushed down, forcing her head towards the mattress. He thrust hard and her fingernails dug into the sheets as he started to fuck her and soon, her already well-fucked pussy was alive with sensation all over again. Her breasts swung wildly beneath her as she bucked and writhed with him, trying to push back as he fucked forward and get as much inside her as possible.
“Come on then you old bastard,” she shouted as one of the pillows was shook free and fell off the edge of the bed, “Fuck me! Fuck me like you mean it!”
“You love this don’t you?” he grunted.
“God yeah, fuck me!”
“Fuck me Mr. Hembry,” he shouted at her.
“Fuck me Mr. Hembry, harder! Fuck me harder!”
And he did. His cock was battering her now, pushing in and out of her rapidly, filling and overwhelming her. He took hold of her hair in one hand and with the other grabbed one of her flailing breasts. If he had held back before he didn’t this time, there was no grace or romance to it, they were both simply overcome with a primal need to fuck. Cat hadn’t completely forgotten her husband and the guilt was still there. She knew what she was doing was wrong, but she was lost in the frenzied animalistic lust, the safe words entirely forgotten. The headboard was slamming against the wall so hard now that little flakes of plaster were breaking free, Cat’s fingernails were dug so tightly into the duvet she’d ripped a hole in it and the only sounds were her rapid gasps of pleasure and the slap of wet flesh against wet flesh as he continued to pummel her.
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