Take advantage of Cristiana’s position*

“That was so fucking hot, it’s un-fucking-believable,” Holly gasps between deep gulps of air. “I won’t do it ever again, I promise, but—fuck that was hot . . . do me like that every once in a while, stud, and I won’t even be tempted by Cristiana’s boytoys.”

I walk up behind Cristiana, who’s focused on her stepmother and not paying attention to me. “There won’t be any more of them, Holly, not when aaaaiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee!” With one convulsive thrust, I sheath my rod to the hilt among her wet pink folds. The orgasm that crashes through her is more than enough to get her attention.

Holly laughs with delight as I drill Cristiana’s pussy like a runaway jackhammer. “I agree,” she cries out. “Who needs boys when our building manager does things like this?” I grab one of Cristiana’s ass cheeks; Holly grabs the other one. We squeeze them, knead them, spread them, and rub them against each other as I blast away. Cristiana squeals with every thrust. “I’ve never seen someone get the brains fucked out of their head before . . . this is sizzling hot,” Holly adds.

“I love your ass, vixen,” I growl, “especially squeezing it while I pound this tight fucking hole. I love feeling your cunt stretching around my dick and hearing you squeal.”

“She’s a hot little fuck, isn’t she?” Holly smirks. “Her dad did one thing right, anyway . . .”

“You like that, vixen?” I ask. “You like having me fuck the holy living shit out of your defenseless little cunt?”

“So good—so good—so crazy fucking good . . .” Cristiana moans. “Take me, hot rod—fucking take me—fucking fuck that pussy—fucking own that little fucking pussy—fucking fuck me into next week . . . show Holly—show her—fuck that feels so fucking good—I’m so fucking close—so close—don’t stop fucking me, baby, don’t stop give it to me harder fuck me harder—harder—harder—fuck—” She squeals as a powerful climax whip-cracks through her. Her hotbox goes into paroxysms that make it harder to fuck her, but I keep jackhammering her anyway.

“How the fuck are you still hard?” Cristiana gasps after a little while. “How the fuck are you so fucking big? You’re gonna fucking split me open—what a fucking awesome way to go . . . ‘Here lies Cristiana—she got fucked to **** and died of orgasm overdose’ . . . so fucking hot . . .”

“I’m gonna pound that tight teen cunt so hard, you’ll still feel me in you next month,” I growl. “I’m gonna drive it up between your ears so you can only think with your pussy.”

“Too late,” Holly says smugly, “she’s already there. The only thing she wants is to be your little cockwhore. Isn’t that right, baby slut?”

“Yeah—yeah—fuck yeah—” Cristiana pants. “Your dick owns my little pussy now, baby . . . fucking me so fucking good, so fucking full, so fucking deep . . . Hammer my pussy, hot rod—fucking hammer it with that big fuckpiston—blast me with that big fucking pussyrocket . . . pound that tight little hole—fucking pound that horny teen cunt raw . . . tear it up—tear up that little pussy—fucking pound it into fucking hamburger . . .”

“Hearing you beg for it—so—fucking—hot . . .” Holly moans. Out of the corner of my eye I catch motion and suddenly realize she’s furiously frigging herself.

“That’s it, vixen,” I growl. “Take that fucking cock—take all of it . . . take it deep, let it stretch your teen cunt nice and tight.”

Cristiana’s tits swing wildly under the rhythmic blasting I’m giving her. “Take me, baby,” she moans. “Take my pussy—take what you want—take everything—own my little pussy . . . take me—use me—just don’t stop fucking me—just don’t stop . . .”

“Cum for me, baby,” I tell her. “Cum so hard you scream my name. I want to hear you scream my name. Scream it so loud, they can hear you at your high school.”

“Fuck yeah, hot rod,” Cristiana gasps, “I’m close—so close—gonna cum again—again, again, again, so hard, so fucking hard, I feel it building, I’m so fucking high just don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop—I—I—I—I—fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—me—I’m—I’m—” Her breath catches for a moment and her voice goes silent; then, at the top of her lungs, she screams, “Iain!”