Jenna was a bad girl....

"James..."
Jenna walks slowly over to you, sipping her water and swaying sensually.
"Yes, dear?"
"I'm afraid I was a bad girl tonight..." her tone suggest playfulness, not guilt.
"Oh...?" You slide your arms around her waist, and grab her ass. You slowly start to inch up her hem in the back.
"I was dancing and flirting with guys..."
"Bad..." you slap her ass hard, bringing her in close, and she yelps.
"A couple of them gave me their numbers..." she's rubbing your chest and looking up at you coquettishly. "I... think I need to be reminded..." she leans up to kiss you, and you bend down return the affection with passion. "...who I belong to...." it's almost a whisper.
That's all you need to hear. {if RileySexLvl >1
}Perhaps this is what you need to purge the evil images in your brain: images of Riley...{endif
}
You hoist Jenna up onto the kitchen island. Karen is sawing logs in the living room, and the soft sounds of music drift out from Riley's room down the hall. You push the hem of Jenna's dress up over her hips, and she suppresses a squeal as you pull off her thong. Once it's exposed, you jam your fingers hungrily into her snatch, and do the same to her mouth with your other hand, sending your fingers all the way down her throat until she gives a little shuddering gag.
"Did they get you hot, you little slut? These guys? Are they the reason you're soaked down here?"
"Gggg..." she chokes herself on your fingers, then pulls off, drooling spittle. "Yes, daddy."
"Maybe you need to be locked up tight... for your own good." You finger her more aggressively, and she whimpers louder and louder. "Baby... my sister..." she turns her head to look towards Karen, but you grab her face, firmly, and turn it back to yours.
"I don't give a fuck. Let her find out what a bad little whore you are...."
Jenna's face melts with pleasure. She moans lustfully as you continue to **** her cunt.
"You're right, James... I am a bad little whore...I deserve to get fucked like one..."
You stick your right hand into her mouth now. "Slick them up, baby." Jenna deepthroats your fingers lewdly, sucking her own juices and mixing them with her spit. When they are dripping with wetness, you pick her up from the counter, and drop her facing away, bent forward over the island. You lift her dress and start probing her asshole.
"Oooooh......" Jenna whimpers and whines, and you take her hair in a fist and pull it cruellyas you **** your fingers in deeper.
"Are you ready, Jenna?" before she can answer, you pull your dick free of your shorts and press into her pucker, slowly, but relentlessly. "You better be."
"Ahhhhhennnnh!!!!!" Her moan takes a sharp turn upward as you pass the sphincter. "You're so thick baby... it hurts..." but she's pushing against you, denying her own words. You stop pushing altogether, but you still go deeper as she fucks herself on your cock.
"I'm not even moving, you dirty girl. You really do want to be punished! You're fucking your own ass with my cock." She looks back, and the look on her face...
Damn. If you had known she would respond this well to submission play, you would have explored this avenue years ago. The little cat's face is scrunched with pain, but her eyes are glazed with pure pleasure.
You pound her ass slowly, but firmly, and you go deeper and deeper until you totally bottom out, and she reaches between her legs to rub you balls and her pussy at the same time.
"Ohhhhnnnn..." she's lost in hedonism now... the pain and pleasure are blurring together...
"You want to taste this naughty ass?"
"Yyyyyesss....."
You pull out, and she drops to her knees so quick you're afraid she might do herself injury. She's slipped off her shoulder straps and pushed down the dress to expose her perfect tits, and she lewdly takes your cock in her mouth, freshly coated with her own ass.
"Wow...you're a filthy girl..."
"Mmhmmmmm!" She hums.

You facefuck her for a little while, and she makes the most obscene noises as her head occasionally rebounds off the surface of the island cabinets.
Something catches your eye from the living room, and you realize that it's Karen. She awake...and staring at you. Her mouth is hanging open and she's rubbing one tit through her dress. When she catches your eye, she winks and smiles.
"Get your naughty ass upstairs." You say as you push all the way down into Jenna's throat, causing her to flail and ****. "Face down, ass up on the bed. I'll be up to finish your punishment as soon as I grab some things..." You release, and Jenna obedietly scurries up the stairs.
You have a trunk of "supplies" in the tool shed, a hold over from a time when you tried this kind of play before. As you head to the sliding door, Karen calls out drunkenly.
"Fffuck her gooddd, Jamesonnn..."
"Keep your mouth shut, Karen, or maybe I'll punish you, too."
"Big talk...."