Car sex

As I walked back towards my car, I couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration. I had just had sex with the Commanding Officer's wife in broad daylight, and no one had caught us. Her body had been so soft and warm under me, and her moans had been like music to my ears. I knew that I had to have her again. I knew that this was a risk, but I couldn't resist the temptation of Sarah's body.

As I approached her car, I noticed that she was already inside, sitting in the driver's seat. I opened the door and climbed in next to her, my body still tingling with pleasure.

"Brad, what are you doing here?" Sarah asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I couldn't resist seeing you again," I replied, my hand moving up her thigh. "Besides, you owe me for making me look like a fool in front of my men."

Sarah looked at me with a mixture of fear and desire in her eyes. I could tell that she was torn between her duty to her husband and her own primal desires.

"Please Brad, not here," she whimpered, but I didn't listen. I pushed her thong to the side and plunged my cock into her tight, wet pussy. She gasped in pleasure, her body shaking with each thrust.

But I wasn't about to listen to her protests. I pushed her back against the car hood and lifted her skirt, revealing her lacy black thong. I pulled it aside and entered her without any hesitation.

Sarah gasped in pleasure, her moans filling the car. I could feel her walls clenching around me as I thrust into her, my hips slamming against hers. I didn't care that we were in the middle of an army camp, all I cared about was the pleasure that Sarah was giving me.

I could feel my orgasm building within me, and I knew that I was close. I thrust into her harder, my hands gripping her hips as I filled her with my seed.

As I pulled out of her, I noticed that her thighs were slick with her own arousal. I leaned down and licked her clean, enjoying the taste of her sweet nectar.

But my pleasure wasn't over yet. I wanted to see Sarah squirm and scream once again. I pulled her out of the car and bent her over the hood once again, pulling down her skirt and underwear.

Sarah begged me to stop, but I couldn't resist. I entered her from behind, making her squeal with pleasure. I could feel her body convulsing around me as she came hard, her juices squirting all over the car.

I pulled out and forced her to her knees. I jerked off onto her face, my cum splattering across her cheeks and into her open mouth. She licked it up eagerly, her tongue tracing every drop.

As we got dressed and got back into the car, I noticed that Sarah was shaking with a mixture of pleasure and fear. I knew that I had to calm her down, or she would make a scene.

"Relax, Sarah. You enjoyed that as much as I did," I said, running my fingers through her hair.

"I'm married, Brad. I can't keep doing this," Sarah replied, tears streaming down her face.

"But you will," I said, my voice filled with authority. "You will do anything that I ask of you, or I will tell your husband what we did."

Sarah nodded, her body trembling with fear. I knew that she would do anything to protect her marriage, even if it meant continuing our sordid affair.

I could see the fear in her eyes, but I didn't care. I wanted to humiliate her even more. I ripped apart her cute flowy dress and made her run home in just her lingerie as I laughed and videod it.

As I drove off, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. I had conquered yet another woman, and she was now mine to do with as I pleased. Sarah may have been shy and innocent, but I had turned her into a submissive sex slave, and I was going to enjoy every minute of it.