Stroke it

I don't even care anymore. I just want to make sure my son won't be getting bullied anymore.

Without another word, I gently wrap my fingers around his thick cock, and stroke it up and down.

"Good girl." he says, laughing.

I try to ignore his comment and keep stroking his cock. It's thick, it's long, and it's warm as hell. It just sucks that it has to be attached to my son's bully. It'd be nice if my husband had a cock like this. I wonder how it'd feel slamming in and out of me, making me scream and moan like a bitch in heat.

I snap out of my fantasy, and realize that I'm getting even wetter now. Being touched by him feels even better now, and another moan slips out, this one louder than the last.

"Getting into it, huh?" he teases.

"Fuck off." I say, trying to sound serious.

Emphasis on try, as another moan slipped out right as I finished.

I don't want to admit it, but he's damn good with his hands and mouth. I'm sure he's had plenty of practice on other girls, and this is the result of all of it.

While caught up in the pleasure of being touched, Chase pulls my dress over, and then begins to rub me just through my panties, which feels even better than before.

"It was getting in the way." he says, before kissing on my neck.

"Yeah..." I say without even thinking.

He smirks at what I say, and keeps rubbing and touching me all over. His warm, big hand slide over my breasts as he sucks and licks my neck, giving me goosebumps. His free hand is expertly rubbing my cunt, making me wetter and wetter. All of this happens while I stroke his huge cock, feeling the warmth as I slide my hand up and down his thick shaft.

I fidget a little in his grasp, unable to sit still due to the pleasure he's making me feel. Every second that he touches me, the pleasure increases to even greater heights.

Just now, he pushes my panties to the side and slides in two of his fingers. Within no time at all, he focuses on rubbing my g-spot, making me shiver with pleasure.

"Fuck..." I moan, stroking his cock faster.

"Not gonna try and fight anymore?" he teases.

"Fuck... you..." I moan.

I say that, but even though this is wrong, I don't want it to stop. The pleasure I'm feeling is amazing, and I'm horny as hell right now.

His fingers keep expertly exploring my pussy, rubbing me in all the right places. He keeps kissing and sucking on my neck as well, along with groping me with his free hand.

"You're so fucking hot." he whispers in my ear. "I wanted to fuck you the moment I opened that door." he tells me, kissing my ear.

I try to respond, but I let out another moan instead.

"I can't wait to hear how you moan when I'm fucking you..." he whispers.

I don't want to admit it, but I know we're going to have sex soon. Not only that, but despite my original reason for coming here, all I can think about is his cock stretching me out now. Even though he bullies my son, the thought of his cock sliding inside of me drives me crazy. The truth is, I think I knew that this was going to happen the moment he asked to see my tits.

"Suck me off." he says, almost demanding me.