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“Oh my God! I’m cumming! I’m cumming” Sarah screamed in ecstasy. His 10-inch cock relentlessly pumped in and out of her tight asshole, an asshole that until today, had never been penetrated. He menacingly responded,” Not until you put my cock in your mouth.” He pulled his hand away from rubbing her clit and slowed down his thrusts. She hesitated and simply stayed bent over with her hands grasping the end table in his living room. He pulled her hair and whispered into her ear. “Remember you gave yourself to me.” He took a quick breath then continued, “You’ve tasted my ass. Now I want you to taste yours.” She remained unsure if the request was something she was capable of. He had commanded her to rim him earlier and she didn’t bat an eye, but this act gave her pause. Lumet sensed her hesitation and thrust three fingers into her pulsating pussy. “I can feel she wants to cum, will you let her.” Sarah couldn’t wait any longer. She spun around and devoured his cock. She stroked his throbbing member as she sucked, instinctively, with her right hand but switched remembering he preferred that she please him with her left, wedding ring visible. fındıkzade escort “You’re such my little slut.” He grimaced as he pushed her hand aside and began fucking her face. “Does your husband know how much of a slut you are?” he tilted his head back as he increased his speed, one hand holding her chin and the second the back of her head. Sarah suddenly realized that she was fingering herself and rubbing her own supple D cup breast. She couldn’t believe how this degradation was spurning the best fuck of her life. Grunting, he pulled his cock from her wanton mouth and told her to put her left hand up to her face. He didn’t have to tell her to open wide as she desperately craved his cum.
“I want that cum! I want…” He exploded like an oil derrick all over her face, the release seemed interminable to Sarah as she became lathered with a thin layer of cream. She quickly swallowed the load that had spurted in her mouth and began wiping it off her face and licking her fingers. Lastly, she noticed a thick drip of cum clinging to her wedding ring, which she brought to her mouth and sucked, her eyes locked cravenly aksaray escort with the man who had just taken what he owned.
During this affair, Sarah had been enlivened by the secrecy of the rendezvous and enamored by the eloquence of the life that Lumet lived as a very successful bachelor, but today had unleashed a completely new desire, one in which she was his and it was immediately clear, that he knew how to take care of his property.
He took her petite chin in his hand and stared into her eyes. She thought she saw slight flames burning in his brown irises. He looked down and smiled. “I see you’re still fingering yourself. Next time I’ll show you how to do that properly, too.” She gasped and looked down. Her entire hand was moving in and out of her pussy.
“It’s time for you to go. I’d hate for your husband to get any inclination that you’ve become my slut. Fly home.”
She wiped off her face with a warm towel and began putting on her clothes. Her head was still spinning as she struggled with each article, the dizziness making her pants especially difficult to pull over her legs. Once she eyüp escort was finished dressing, she began walking towards the door. Lumet grabbed her gently by the arm and pulled her back.
With an air of complete authority he said,” One rule.” She nodded in compliance, feeling more like a liquid than a woman. “I know how little sluts can be. You’re asshole is mine. Let your husband fuck your pussy, he doesn’t know how to take care of it anyway, but that perfect little ass is mine. Understood?” Again, she nodded and before she walked out the door to her car, Lumet commanded,” Next Friday at 6:00 p.m.”
“But I have a dinner with my husb…..” she started to protest.
“Next Friday at 6:00 p.m.” and for a third time she nodded before shutting the door as she exited.
Sitting in the front seat, her inner thighs still quivering, she looked at herself in the rear-view mirror and couldn’t recognize the face that looked back. She had always considered herself vanilla sexually and now felt like a nymph fully embracing reckless abandon. A wry smile organically formed at the corner of her lips. She began driving away and felt the headache start to creep over her head, radiating slowly from the base of her skull and she knew that consuming pain was eminent. “Not now.” She said barely audible. “Not now.”
Lumet had been watching through the window for Sarah to drive away and, as soon as her car started moving down his cobblestone driveway, he went to his laptop and hit the button to stop recording.
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