“I want us to do this again, Flo...”

“Anytime…OOOOO…Anywhere….SOOOOO HOT!—Anyway you want! I promise! Just cum already you big-dicked bastard!” Florence replied, a tiny, shameful orgasm shooting through her at those words, at that broken begging.

“With any partners I want?” He asked, an absurd plan forming behind his lust filled eyes.

“Of course!” Flo agreed. “Men! Women! Fucking donkeys! I fucking promise. You want to let the Dallas Cowboys run a train on me, then make me lick out every one of their slutty cheerleaders and I’ll do it!” This was a serious promise as she was not a Cowboys fan. Definitely not. “Just cum!” She begged, cumming again.

“You promise, you’ll fuck whoever I want, anytime?” Her words had driven him far beyond his initial intentions, but he knew he wouldn’t last, so he wanted it as explicit as possible. His hips were already beyond his control, a white blur against the black of her lovely ass.

“YES! You tell me to suck the pastor’s dick in the middle of church I’ll do it!”

“Well, that answers anywhere too,” he said with a laugh and a spank that made her quiver and sent another tiny orgasm through her. “So, that just leaves anyway.”

“ANYWAY! If you want me to be your submissive ****, your whore secretary,” she gulped desperately, “your pain-slut, your modest pet in a chastity belt who never gets to cum!” For the proudly, even defiantly sexual Florence, this was the ultimate shameful fantasy and sent another spurt of pleasure through her. “Anyway! I promise.”

“Good.” Bryce let himself go, grabbing a shoulder and a handful of hair as a handle to really pound her.

“ANYONE, ANYTIME, ANYWHERE, ANYWAY!” She yelled, repeating it over and over like a mantra.

“Here it cums!” He bellowed, modulating his voice so it wouldn’t be heard outside the room. Probably. He thrust savagely into her tight little ass one last time pulling her back against him by her hair hard enough to hurt, but that just stimulated her to another, final, explosive orgasm, as did the blast of cum up into her bowels and he fell forward, pinning her against the desk, whispering a single word in his ear as they lay there, in a pile of sweat, cum and lust. That word was ‘Mine.’

Her ass shuddered against him at each word and they lay there together, enjoying the afterglow.