Sex Machine

Nadia blushed. Smiling. Silly. This was what she craved. Cock. A big hard dick pumping her powerfully. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! She sat in Mark's lap making out desperately as he thrust deep inside her.

“Ahhhh! Ahh! Ahh! Yes! Yes! Mark! Mark!” She screamed. The car was bouncing. Shaking from the outside. Steam on the windows. Heating up. Hot sweaty sex on a cold night.

Mark stamina was relentless. Pounding her pussy without break. Greg would have to lie on his back after a few minutes of humping. Mark. Mark was a sex machine. Nadia was falling in love. Looking at him differently than before. A yearning. A new future presenting.

“Ahh! Yes! Mark! Oh my Mark! Nyahhhh—” She shook — seized up as she came hard. Fuck—

“Yeah Nads, I’m your Mark…” he smiled. They kissed sweetly.

“I’m gonna cum,” he groaned.

He pulled out his cock and spurted all over her belly. Hot thick ropes of manly jizz. It was so forceful that it covered her under boobs.

They kissed for a long while. The after care she craved. Mark massages her soft body. Her thin waist. Her breasts. Running his hands through her long red hair and looking into her shy eyes. And only when the cold started to give their naked bodies goosebumps that they shuffled back into their clothes.

“That was amazing—“ Mark said.

“Yeah,” Nadia blushed. But she felt the guilt set in…

Greg…

Greg had found the sticky ripped tights in the bin. He knew. He knew what it was… He had seen rips like that in the porn scenes he watched at home. He put the tights in a plastic bag and into his office bag.

“Where is Nadia?” He thought. It’s been an hour. Maybe she went to see him?! Cheating bitch…

He hated that he was so hard right now. Nadia was the love of his life, but right now all he wanted to see was her being railed by another man…