Fuck Lindsay

I could see Lindsay stewing in her envy. I was sure a bit of her personal real-life jealously of Rachel - now far more successful, hotter, and without a criminal record - was bleeding through. Fortunately this version of Lindsay still had the face and body of her 19-year-old self, as far as I could tell, and couldn’t consciously remember her real-life misadventures. But even discounting all of that, this persona was immensely envious of any woman who was treated as more attractive than her, and I’d made my preference for Rachel abundantly clear.

“Lohan,” I asked sternly, “do you think it is fair that McAdams got to have sex and you didn’t?”

Lindsay was afraid to answer, knowing that talking would give me a reason to punish her further. She just nodded.

“If you’d like, you can lie on my desk, and I’ll fuck you.” I said.

Lindsay sprang out of her chair, finally getting a chance to release the animal lust that had built up inside her for the past day or more. She sat on the edge of my desk and then lay back, her breasts heaving as she breathed deeply and rapidly.

I grabbed the front of Lindsay’s t-shirt and pulled, tearing it open and exposing her flat stomach and her bouncing tits, still held within her bra. Again I yanked at the clasp that hung across her cleavage, snapping her bra straps, and discarded the useless garment on the office floor. I pawed at Lindsay’s juice, plump breasts, which were big enough that I couldn’t fit them in my hands but still surprisingly firm and showed no signs of sag.

Next I hitched up Lindsay’s miniskirt, pulled down her panties, and unbuttoned my pants. I pulled out my cock and gently guided it into Lindsay’s sopping wet cunt. It was a good job she was so aroused, because she was extremely tight. I suppose that was the result of her famous vociferous appetite for cock - her kegels had been built up by many and frequent marathon fuckfests with every man who caught her eye, at least until her beauty faded.

I had to work gently at first, but soon I had got Lindsay’s box used to my presence and I could pound her the way all my animal instincts demanded. I squeezed her breasts, tweaking her hard brown nipples as I did so. Lindsay purred with arousal, bucking her hips up to meet my downward thrusts. Soon she was caught in the throes of orgasmic spasms, her face contorting with pleasure, throwing her head back as I continued to smash her throbbing pussy. It wasn’t long before I, too, found myself reaching my climax. I withdrew and placed my cock between her breasts. I pushed those lovely mounds together and rubbed them against my shaft as I ejaculated, coating Lindsay’s cleavage in hot white cum. Lindsay panted heavily, grinning in a self-satisfied manner.