Of course she does.

“Oh god! Oh god..” Alice whimpered as Mr. Wyndham’s cock drove in deeper, filling her up completely. “Yes - yes, I’m a whore..” She whispered underneath her breath.

“What was that?” He teased, lightly spanking her ass. “I can’t hear you.”

“I’m a whore! Please fuck me! Use my body for whatever you’d like.. Please, Mr. Wyndham.. I need it.”

He grinned, lowering himself down. “Now, was that hard, Miss Alice?” He asked.

“N-no.. not at.. ooh.. not at.. ohh.. not at all, sir.” Alice admitted, moaning in between every word and letting herself be free.

“Shit, you’re so tight..” He groaned. “God, they don’t make whores like you anymore.. Oh.. oh..”

Before Alice could even get a word in, the older man came deep in her bowels, flooding her backdoor with lots and lots of spunk.

He removed his cock from her asshole with a pop, laying back on the couch.

“M-may I leave?” She asked shyly.

“No, not yet.. But soon.” Mr. Wyndham answered. “Suck my cock first.”