Nature calls (and booty too)

Chad was frozen in place as he looked at the panting woman standing proud in front of him, all doubt and fear having seemingly left her since they had done the deed. She was now wearing nothing but a pair of black stiletto and a silver crucifix resting between her magnifiscent breasts. If this was a reminder that the Lord was judging him in this instant, it wasn't really effective. Right now, nobody stood above the breathtaking woman facing him with a confident smile. Right now she was the only being with any authority on him, and he was willing to keep it this way. She was his lady, his queen, his goddess, and he was her sworn knight. If she said jump, he'd jump. And if she said breed, he'd breed. She smiled seductively at him and turned around, walking toward the monitoring screens and leaning forward to put her hands on the desks. The view of her perfect heart shaped booty and her pussy dripping with semen, strings of it running along her thighs, was almost driving him crazy. It was clearly an invitation, but he was still unsure as he stood up and approached her. He shyly put his hands on her hips, like a little boy wondering wether he's doing what the teacher's expecting from him or wether he's about to be scolded. She was such a strong woman, and at the same time she looked so delicate...

She chuckled.

"Take me, big man. I'm made of flesh, not sugar. And I want you."

He didn't need to be told one more time. He saized her more firmly and planted his dick in her once again, and both started moaning, grunting and panting. It was breeding season indeed, and as they were finding out the heat was enough to melt the thin veneer of civilized behaviour covering their bestial instinct. Soon, Alison was dancing with the fury of a bacchante on his manliness and Chad was ramming her like a bull as she was still asking for more. When he leaned to fondle her breasts, he felt like they were now like one single entity. A primal organism driven by the search for pleasure and nothing else.

He suddenly tensed himself, his eyes fixed on the screens in front of him. In the mall's gym, he recognized the little asshole who had caused him so much trouble today, messing around with a couple girls. He let out an annoyed snort.

Alison followed his gaze and squinted. She also knew the little twerp all too much. Rising her arm around her lover's neck she asked, slightly worried. "Will you do something about it?"

He hesitated for a moment before answering "No." He embraced her and resumed to what they were doing. "It's somebody else's problem now. I don't belong to this place anymore, I only belong to you."

The beautiful brunette blushed and bit her lips. As he continued pounding her with all his strenghth, she took a quick glance at the ring around her finger. She was hesitating. She brought her hand to her mouth and took the jewel out with her teeth then put the piece of metal on the desk. She didn't want to turn around and see if he noticed what she just did. She wanted only one thing. "Pull my hair. And spank my ass." she ordered.