Always Pliant

One thing Douglas loved about Mira: she never said no. It would be 4 a.m., and she'd lift a leg to him so he could fuck her. They could be at a restaurant, and she'd obligingly crawl under the table to suck him off. She was the consummate bottom, and the only time he even got delayed was when she was taking care of the kids.

He was spooned up behind her, and he curled his arm around her, reaching down into her panties to pull out her soft cock. She murmured, still mostly asleep, her leg lifting. He reached into the bedside table, pulling out some lubricant and squirting it onto his hand, then his cock, then slowly pushed into her.

"Oh, Daddy ..." Mira said, parting her legs wider, as he gripped her growing cock. Part of him was self-conscious that she was better hung than he, but if she was bothered by it, she didn't say anything. He slid in and out of her, her ass squeezing and milking at his cock, as her cock throbbed in his hand. He tugged it just right, just as he'd learned to do, and she started to cum, making the sheets damp. At the same time, her ass tightened up on his cock just right, causing him to cum inside her. She was his, and he was hers.