Pre-dinner fuck

"Yeah! Fuck her good and hard! Take the bitch!" Gary is begging you to fuck his wife; your programming of his mind seems to be complete.

You climb down from the bar stool and grab the carrot from Professor Porter. "Where should I put this slimy thing?" You turn to Gary, who is still videotaping it all.

"Shove it up her tight ass!"

Spotting a tub of butter on the counter, you dip the already slick carrot in the soft spread; you don't want to hurt her. Professor Porter is standing still, her legs spread, waiting. Slowly, you push the carrot up into her ass; it slides in easily. "Hold it tight!" you order her. "Don't let it slip out!"

You undo your belt, unzip your pants, and pull out your already hard cock. "You want it?" you teased your uptight professor.

"God, yes! Please, Simon! Fuck me now!"

You lift one of her legs and set her foot down on a chair. Without hesitation, you bend your knees and drive your cock all the way up her pussy. You begin fucking hard and fast immediately.

"Aaaaaaaa! Yesssss!" Professor Porter begins shaking and screaming almost as soon as you start fucking her. Your earlier commands have stuck; furious fucking gets her off.

"Let me hear it!" you whisper in her ear. "Tell you husband what I'm doing to you!"

"Aaaaaa! I'm coming! Soooooo goood!" She's crying out, begging for more. "I've never come like this! Please keep fucking me!"

Three, four times she comes. Her legs are getting wobbly. You pull your cock out of her pussy. You're ready to blow your load. You turn to Gary, his eyes fixed on your slick cock. "Where should I blow this load? Where do you want me to pump my cum!"

Gary looks intently at his wife, who is panting and leaning against the counter.
He smiles wickedly.