The obvious one!

“I can’t do that.” I shuddered, but she hadn’t called yellow, or red, so we could continue the scene and I could keep pushing. Her gaze met mine. “You’ll have to take it, like you took me.”

I moved so quickly I almost slipped out of her ass, as I reached over and her hand opened, allowing me to pull her very expensive wedding ring off.

She shuddered under me, and her ass finally relaxed, her whole body relaxed as I claimed her and a tiny little announcement. +1 SP (Diamond +100)

I smiled, but ignored the checkpoint for now and the pop-up. “You’ve taken my cunt and my tits and my ass, and my wedding ring! You’ve stolen every bit of me from that stupid piece of shit! Your big cock feels so good stretching our my ass, am I making you feel good too? Does my married, virgin ass feel good around around your dick?”

“Sooo good baby, how many hours do you put into making this ass a perfect fuckhole for me?”

“Hundreds! Thousands!” she writhed as I continued to pillage her ass, I wasn’t going to last much longer.

“How does that cock feel? Love it? Love it more than anything else in the world?”

“YES! You’re SO much BIGGER than my husband! SO MUCH BETTER! My ass feels better with you than my cunt did with him!”

“It was always for me, wasn’t it? You thought it was for yourself, or your husband, or these fuckheads at work, but it was always for me, you were sculpting yourself into my perfect,” I thrust hard, “fucking,” again, “pet!”

“Yes, Mr. CAIN! YES!”

That second yes was because I came, which meant she came, which meant we both collapsed together.

Then I slowly pulled out.

“Still have one hole I haven’t been in. On your knees.”

She fell instantly, no trace of the housewife and executive as she lowered her lips around my cock and took me all the way to the base.

I moaned, and glanced at the time…shit. We weren’t quite out of it, but it was close. And my fucking phone was vibrating.

No time for a fourth round. I picked up the phone. It was a message from Kat. Penelope had just gotten a package from what looked like, but wasn’t a delivery driver. She wanted to know if she should follow him. I quickly texted back No. Photograph him and get the license plate. Do not follow. Return to my place and await my return.

”That’s the lookout downstairs, I’ve got to cut this short.” I pulled her off my cock. “What’s your home address, slut?”

She gave it to me, gasping and staring.

“Good. Whenever your husband’s ‘busy’ and you need a real man to dick you, put a red vase in the front window and leave the doors and windows unlocked. You’ll get what you need.”

I stood over her, pulled the USB drive out, and pulled her up, into a fierce kiss, pressing the USB drive into her hand. “I got more than I came for, girl. Be seeing you.”

And I turned to the ‘other people’ and sneered, “That ass just saved your company millions. Take good care of it, or I’ll be back to take it!” and stalked out of the room.