Do your job, and then some

You think about the steady money you get from Mrs. Carter and your mounting bills and realize you can't lose that extra cash every week.

"O.K. Mrs. Carter" you say. "I can do that for you, but you do realize that this isn't part of a typical massage and I'll have to tack on an additional charge? Because of the risk, it's an extra $100."

"Yes, fine. For $100, though, this isn't going to be some little quick job. You have to give me an orgasm."

"Of course Mrs. Carter. Now if you'd like to remove your underwear, we can get started on the rest of your massage" you say in your most professional voice. If you have to go through with this, you might as well just treat it as part of the job.

Mrs. Carter gets up from the massage chair, takes off the gown and pulls down her underwear, leaving her standing in front of you in all her naked glory.

She makes her way over to the massage table and lies down on her back. You don a pair of latex gloves and apply a liberal amount of massage oil to your hands to better slide into this shriveled, old pussy you're about to work on. You have Mrs. Carter separate her legs revealing a wild bush of hair covering her entire pubic region. Pushing your index and middle fingers inside, you are assaulted with a strong, fishy smell as you break the seal of her snatch. Breathing through your mouth, you feel for her G-spot and begin to massage her from the inside. You move your fingers as if calling someone over to you, and begin to massage her clit with your thumb. As you pick up your pace, it seems as though Mrs. Carter is beginning to enjoy herself. She begins to move her hips in rhythm with your hands and small groans of pleasure escape her lips.

"Oooh......... Yes............ very good.......... aaaaaahhhhhh.............. mmmmmmm."

Her groans continue while you work the old lady's snatch and you find yourself starting to get aroused, your dick beginning to stiffen, as you see how she responds to your touch. Looking at her completely exposed in front of you, you realize you literally have this rich bitch in the palm of your hand and in the perfect situation to finally put her in her place. Using your free hand, you begin to pull your dick free from your pants and stroke it to it's full length. Once accomplished, you let your pants fall to the floor, stepping out of them, then pull your fingers from her hole, stepping back to pull your shirt off over your head.

Withdrawing your fingers got Mrs. Carter's attention and she sits upright, annoyance in her voice. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" she asks.

"I'm giving you exactly what you wanted Mrs. Carter" you tell her climbing up onto the massage table with her and pushing her back down. Mrs. Carter is momentarily taken aback, not knowing how to respond or react, and lets you do as you wish. Lifting her legs over yours, you position the head of your cock against her, now, well-lubed slit and easily penetrate the folds of her labia. Your dick entering her apparently brings her to her senses and she begins to protest.

"I didn't tell you to fuck me you dirty boy! Get that thing out of me! Get it out!"

Ignoring her protests, you begin working your length in and out of her hairy cunt, holding her right leg against you. "I'm not gonna take it out! You wanted your 'happy ending', you're getting it." you say angrily, burying your cock to the hilt and hitting her cervix. "This is what you paid for. I'm gonna give you. Every. Last. Dime's. Worth!" you growl, punctuating each word with a deep thrust of your hips.

"Oow… oow… oow! Stop it! Stop it now!" she pleads, but her actions don't match her words. She's closed her eyes and is squeezing her ample breasts together. Her hips start to match your movements, her pussy is becoming wet with her excitement, and her protests become moans of pleasure. "Ooooh!…. Ooooh!... Oh my goodness!... Oh my goodness!..."

"That's it you rich bitch, enjoy that cock you bought with your money! Take it! Take my thick, 28 year old cock inside your old, withered pussy! Cum on my $100 cock!" you order her, picking up your pace.

Her pubic hair is now wet with her juices and it's spilled onto your balls that slap against her flabby ass cheeks with every thrust forward. Her moans grow louder and she's switched over to begging you to not stop. "Oh! Please! Please! I love it!... I do!... Don't stop! Don't stop!"

Despite your earlier disgust at the site of her, you find yourself becoming increasingly aroused by degrading her and the acceptance, maybe even enthusiasm, she's displaying towards it. You feel your cock and balls begin to stiffen and realize this old bitch is going to make you cum soon.

Just as you reach this conclusion, Mrs. Carter reaches her own breaking point. She suddenly goes quiet, and you watch as she squeezes her eyes shut and bites down on her lip to keep from screaming out. Her pussy begins clamping down on you and her body trembles as the waves of her orgasm rack her body. You continue hammering in and out of her as she cums all over your dick, only slowing your pace once her convulsions slow. But now, the extra pressure from her pussy constricting on your dick has brought you to the brink yourself, and you have every intention of cumming as well.