. . . I do her prison style

I drop abruptly to my knees, grabbing one of Scarlett’s legs and hooking it over my shoulder. She grabs my head with both hands for balance, then shrieks when I fasten my lips over her dripping fuckhole and suck hard, guzzling her nectar. “Fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—” she gasps. “Eat me—eat me—drink my juices—fuck!” I plump my tongue up round and plunge it into her sex at about the same time as my thumb finds and flicks her joystick. She grinds her hot pink slit into my face and makes various incoherent noises as I tongue-fuck her and press her button.

I flip my tongue from round to rolled, suck out some more of her girl-honey, then start flexing my mouth muscle against her elastic walls. Scarlett groans and pleads with me to make her cum. I flatten my tongue and lick upward to find her G-spot, then rasp it as hard as I can. “Aaah, aaaahh, aaaaahhh—” she pants, her voice rising to a breaking point; when I give her clit a little pinch, she breaks with a shriek like a hunting falcon. Her climax fires her nerves; she writhes and trembles with the **** of it. I can feel her cunt clamping down, squeezing my tongue, then releasing it only to clamp down again.

I pull out and slide her leg off my shoulder, leaving Scarlett standing before me in a daze. I stand up, shift her around, half-turn her so she has her back to me, hook one arm around her hips, and push her shoulders forward and down until her torso is parallel to the floor. I seat my knob in her hole, grab her hips, and fill her pussy hard with my shaft. She shrieks as another climax fires her nerves. I seize her hands, pull them straight back, and start fucking her.

“Fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—” Scarlett pants, each word wrung from her by a thrust of my dick. “Take me—take me—take me—oooooooh . . .” I stop thrusting and grind against her in something of a circular motion. “So fucking good . . .” she moans. “Your cock—own my pussy . . . own my pussy . . . fill me so fucking deep, so fucking good . . .”

I lean forward as I’m grinding on her, then pull out and start thrusting again, harder and faster this time, only with the angle a little different. Scarlett squeals in pleasure. “Fuck, Mr. Harrison . . .” she gasps. “You’re hitting—my spots . . . Harder—harder—take me—fuck me—fuck that pussy—harder—more—more—more . . .”

“Gladly,” I grunt, and pick up steam. “You like that, baby girl? You like being at my mercy? You like being fucked at my mercy like a naughty little slut? Fuck your pussy is tight, baby girl, and so fucking wet. You’re such a hot fuck. You like my big cock owning your tight little pussy?”

“Yes—yes—yes—yes—” Scarlett pants. “So good—so good . . . fuck me—fuck—fuck—fuck— Take me—take me—own me—use me—own me—yours—yours—yours . . .” I give it to her harder until I’m bombing away in her cunt, and she mewls in pleasure. “Fuck that pussy—own that pussy—take me—hard—harder—so good—so good—big fucking cock—big mommy-maker—own that pussy—own that fucking pussy—fuck me crazy—fuck me crazy—so fucking hot . . . So close—so close—don’t stop—don’t stop—please, Mr. Harrison—make me cum—make me cum so hard—cum in my little pussy—fill that pussy—flood that pussy—make me cum so fucking hard—so fucking hard—so fucking hard—fuck—fuck—fuck—”

“Cum for me, baby girl,” I tell her. “Cum hard on my cock like a good little slut. Cum hard on my cock like a wild woman. Let me feel that tight little cunt go crazy, and you’ll get your reward.”

“Yes—yes—yes—” Scarlett gasps. “Yes—yes—AAAIIIIIEEEEE!” Her body erupts in a titanic orgasm and she screams, high and wild, at the top of her lungs. The erotic overpressure blows my mind and my balls; I slam myself home one last time in her hotbox as my sex cannon floods her hot body with my cum.

When the firestorm passes, I help Scarlett stand upright, then wrap my arms around her, nibbling her ear and nuzzling her neck. “Fuck,” she breathes. “Fuck, that was intense, Mr. Harrison. Best. Sex. Ever. Lily was so fucking right . . .”