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From good girl to slut

... warm cum. As the last drops squeezed out of him I pulled back, allowing a bit of his cum to dribble out of my mouth and down my lips before sliding my tongue out to catch the wayward drips and swallow his load. I assumed he would need time to recover and went to pour us each a drink, leaving my clothes in a trail behind me. When I sat on the bed and looked back at him I was a bit surprised to see him standing watching me, his cock still at attention. “Please fuck me now!” I moaned at him as I laid back on the bed, my legs falling open exposing my freshly waxed pussy. He crossed the room towards me with a grin, nearly reaching the bed before stopping dead and a worried look crossing his face. “You are married?” He asked as his eyes stopped on my ring. Shit! I had taken it off this morning when I went to the pool, the combination of sun lotion and water would be a great way to lose and expensive jewelry. Out of habit I had put it back on as I poured us drinks. I sat up at a loss for words for a moment before I found my voice and explained that my husband was okay with this. For a moment Jason seemed skeptical, standing still as he looked at me. “We can call him!” I offered. He slowly smiled as he asked, “So, let me make sure I understand, your husband likes the idea of me fucking you?” From the look on his face and the bl**d returning to his cock it was clear that he was convinced. “My husband is desperate to hear the details of your cock pounding my married cunt!” I responded. ...

... Without a word, Jason grabbed my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed. My ankles slid up to rest on his shoulders and I felt the head of his shaft spread my pussy lips open. For a moment he paused and our eyes met, as if giving me a last chance to back out. “Please!” I moaned. With one thrust Jason pushed his full length into me. My breath was gone as I felt the hardness stretching me open, I let out a gasp as I sucked in a breath and felt him begin to slide out Porn Star Sex…the words slid through my head as I looked him in the eyes and moaned “Fuck me hard…like a good slut!” Eric and I had been rough many times, but never like this, never so a****listic. I could feel my face becoming bright red as my body began to shake, my back lifting off the bed in an arch. There was an explosion of pleasure deep in me, waves radiating out and all I could manage was a loud groan of “FUCK!” as my pussy clamped tight around Jason’s cock. As the waves subsided I looked up, catching his smile as he watched my body react. “Roll over” he ordered. It never occurred to me that it was a request, in my mind it was a pure order. I rolled onto my stomach, my feet hitting the floor as Jason’s hand pressed on my back, bending me over the edge of the bed. I could feel my own juices running down my inner thigh as he plunged back into me. One of his hand wrapped in my hair pulling it slightly as the other grasped my waist holding me steady, a good thing, as his thrusts were even harder than before. ...