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Horny for Older Man

... instead now she brought them up to my waist, clutching at me, as if I'm the only thing she can cling onto to save herself from drowning in this experience. Sensible thoughts flickering through her head, momentarily there, then forgotten in the sensations of me; knowing I'm not wearing a condom, knowing despite her cooperation she in effect has little choice, aware that if she had fought, had refused, I would have raped her anyway. Not caring, only desperate now for me, pushing her hips towards me, clutching at my body, crying out with pain and pleasure of the feel of me, prepared to do anything for more of me. She wants my pleasure, she wants to feel me cum inside her, this man who had aroused her, seduced her, and made her want him. I was not there for her pleasure or pain, I'm concerned solely with using her for my enjoyment. She adopted this as her own goal and worked towards my climax, focused upon it. If she had been brave enough to beg me now, it would not have been for mercy. She would have begged me for my seed, to spill my fluids inside of her, and to use her as I will. There is no warning for her second orgasm, which merges immediately into a third, and left her stunned and shocked, she feels the tears again in her eyes. Just as she has never experienced orgasm from vaginal penetration before, she has never climaxed more than once in any sexual experience. Now her body betrayed her and she finds it hard to cope, bucking beneath me as I laugh over her, a sound of ...

... power and control. I came myself then, as if I had waited for this moment, ramming myself inside of her all the way, she sees my muscles tense, the clenched jaw expression of my face and then feels me inside her jettisoning load after of white sticky cum. She knew she should be worried about it. But she can't, she raises her hips to meet me, feeling the spasms inside her, the pumping ejaculation as I made sure she took every drop I had. Then I took a deep breath rolling casually from her. She laid there, naked, sticky, used and abused and stunned. Her body is exhausted, her mind is confused. She feels tears in her eyes, she feels the dark shame now and the humiliation the worse because she willingly participated in her own degradation. For all her exhaustion, for all her confusion, shame and humiliation, her body feels satisfied. She feels sexual satisfied and surprisingly grateful. After a few minutes, she turns her head to see me sitting on the side of the bed, leaning back on my arms watching her. She didn't know what to say, only swallows hard and waits for me to speak first, which I did. " You're not finished yet," I told Melanie, the first words I had spoken that shocked her. She didn't know what I meant, no man had ever said that to her. She opens her mouth to speak, to ask, she cannot find the words. " I... I don't understand..." she replyed quietly, not sure if she meant it in regards to what I said, or to the experience. I reach out one hand to her and now, after the ...