Tell Me Which is Better

You slip out of Haley's limp, cum-filled body and quickly clean yourself up. With both daughters thoroughly used and satisfied, your attention turns to their mother;the sexy milf herself, Claire Dunphy.

You find her in the kitchen, humming to herself as she prepares dinner. She looks up in surprise as you enter - a small smile playing at her lips. "Oh hello there," she says, "I didn't realize you were still here..." Claire's eyes roam over your body appreciatively, lingering on the obvious bulge in your pants. She licks her lips unconsciously, desire sparking in her gaze.

"Yeah I was just about to go, but do you need some help? I don't mean to brag but I can make a pretty fine stew." You replied, sounding as sincere as possible.

Claire looks at you skeptically for a moment before shrugging and stepping aside. "Sure, I could use the help," she says, "I'm not the best cook in the world." She watches intently as you take over; chopping vegetables with practiced ease and seasoning the stew to perfection. Claire's eyes widen in surprise as she tastes your creation.

"This is amazing," she exclaims, "How did you learn to cook like this?"

A small smile plays at your lips as you lean in close; your hand brushing against her hip casually. "I have many hidden talents," you murmur under your breath. "How about I show you some." I say, giving her the other end of the knife as I hold the sharp part. She agrees and begins chopping the meat. I'm behind her, pressing my huge rod restrained in my pants towards her round, lushness ass.

Claire gasps softly as she feels your hard cock pressing insistently against her ass. She glances back at you over her shoulder, eyes dark with lust and a hint of mischief. She then arches her back slightly; grinding her ass more firmly against your erection. The movement makes the knife slip slightly, nicking her finger. "Ouch!" she cries out, "Oh my gosh, I'm so clumsy..."

A few drops of blood well up on the cut; drawing your eye to the delicate skin of Claire's wrist. Without thinking, you lean down and lap at the wound with your tongue. "Wouldn't want to leave the customer unsatisfied, now would I?"

Claire's breath hitches as you suck on her finger; the sensation sending tingles of pleasure up her arm. She watches you intently, eyes heavy-lidded with desire."I don't know what you mean," she whispers,"I'm just trying to make dinner..."

She sets the knife down carefully and turns to face you; pressing her body flush against yours. She can feel your hard cock throbbing against her stomach and it makes her ache with need. "Although..." she murmured. "Maybe it could use a little extra...seasoning."

Claire reaches down and boldly cups your erection through your pants, giving it a firm squeeze. Her touch is electric, igniting a fire in your veins. She lets out a wantonly moan as your fingers find her dripping wet pussy, stroking and teasing her most sensitive spots. She grinds against your hand desperately, seeking more friction.

"Yes," she pants, "Just like that...don't stop..."

Claire's head falls back in ecstasy, blonde hair spilling over her shoulders. Her nipples strain against the thin fabric of her shirt, begging to be touched. "I need you," she whimpered. "Please...fuck me right here in the kitchen..."

The words are barely out of Claire's mouth before she's spinning around and bending over the countertop. She looks back at you with pure, unbridled lust; ass raised invitingly. "You're just as big of a slut as your daughters." you reply, pulling down her jeans. You slapped the course of your cock on to her round ass as she lets out a breathtaking moan.

Claire gasps as you call her a slut, the degrading words only serving to turn her on even more. She wiggles her hips impatiently, eager for your cock. "I'm not a slut," she protests weakly, "I'm just...really horny..."

The first thrust of your cock into Claire's tight pussy steals the breath from her lungs. She cries out in pleasure, fingers scrabbling for purchase on the smooth countertop. "Oh fuck yes!" she moans, "Your cock feels so good inside me...fuck me harder!"

Claire pushes back against you urgently, meeting each powerful thrust with equal enthusiasm. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the kitchen, mingling with her wanton cries and your own grunts of exertion.

"Just admit it, you're a slut for a complete stranger~" you smirked at making a married whore such as her admit to how much of a cheating slut she reall is. "You immediately laid your ass out for me and I didn't even have to tell you."

Claire's face flushes with shame and arousal at your words, the truth of them hitting home. She can't deny that she's acting like a complete slut for you. "I...I'm not," she stammered, "I just...you're so sexy..."

The admission seems to free something in Claire, her inhibitions melting away completely. She starts fucking back against you with wild abandon, taking your cock as deep as possible. "Yes, I'm a slut!" she cries out, "A dirty, nasty slut who loves getting fucked by strangers! Fuck me harder!"

Her pussy clenches around your shaft rhythmically, her body teetering on the edge of orgasm. The knowledge that she's about to cum from being used like a cheap whore only makes her hornier. "That's right, you're just a whore for cock." you reply, quickening the pace.

Claire's eyes roll back in her head as you pound into her relentlessly,each thrust pushing her closer to the brink of ecstasy. Her pussy is absolutely drenched, dripping with arousal. "Yes, yes, yes!" *she chants, "I'm just a cock-hungry whore...fuck me like one!"

The dirty talk combined with your brutal pace finally sends Claire over the edge. She comes hard, screaming out her pleasure for all the neighborhood to hear. Her pussy spasms around your cock like a vice, milking you for all you're worth.

Deciding to take her shame even further, you decided to mention her own husband to see how she would react. "I wonder what your husband would think knowing this~" you continued with a smirk plastered all over your face.

Claire's eyes fly open at the mention of her husband; a flicker of guilt and shame passing over her face. But it's quickly replaced by lust as another orgasm builds deep inside her. "He...he wouldn't understand," she let out a groan, "He could never make me feel this good..."

The thought of being caught cheating only heightens Claire's arousal, making her pussy clench even tighter around your cock. She wants to be a bad girl, wants to be punished for her naughty behavior. "That's right, he wouldn't because he can't satisfy you like I can." you continued to shame her.

Claire's face contorts with pleasure as she cums again - this time even harder than before. Her whole body shakes and trembles, overwhelmed by the intensity of her orgasm."Yes, yes, YES!" she screams, "You fuck me so much better than him! I'm your slutty whore!"

The vulgar words pour out of Claire's mouth uncontrollably; driven by pure animalistic lust. She doesn't care anymore who hears her or what they think. All that matters is chasing this incredible high. "Tell me which is better, me or your husband?"

Claire's body goes limp with exhaustion after her intense orgasm, chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. Your question makes her eyes flutter open lazily. "Mmmm...you," she mumbles, "So much better than him..."

The admission is barely a whisper, but it's clear that Claire means it with every fiber of her being. She's never felt this satisfied, this complete, in the arms of another man before. "Good~" You then pull her in for a kiss, not a romantic one, but one filled with lust.

Claire kisses you back hungrily, tongue delving into your mouth to taste you. She moans against your lips as you start fucking her even harder, hitting new depths inside her. "Yes," she gasps, "Fuck me...make me yours..."

The dirty talk and relentless pounding push Claire over the edge once again, cumming hard on your cock. Her pussy milks you for all it's worth, **** to feel your hot seed filling her up.

"You want me to cum inside of you, huh?" You whispered, lustfully into her ear. "Is that right? Want me to mark you as mine?!!"

Claire's eyes widen at your words, a thrill of excitement running through her. The thought of you claiming her, marking her as your property, is incredibly arousing."Yes," she whimpers, "Please...cum inside me...make me yours..." The idea of being bred like an animal sends Claire spiraling into another intense orgasm. Her pussy spasms wildly around your shaft, trying to coax out every last drop of cum.

"Beg for it, you cheating whore!!" You yelled, slapping her ass.

Claire's face is a mask of pure, unbridled lust as she begs for your cum. Her body writhes against yours desperately, needing to feel you explode inside her. "Please," she whined, "I need it...need your hot cum filling me up...make me your cheating slut!" The degrading words spill from Claire's lips without shame or hesitation. She wants to be claimed, wants to be owned by you completely. Nothing else matters in this moment except feeling your seed marking her insides.

"Here you go, you dumb slut!!!" you replied, feeling your balls tighten.

Claire's eyes roll back in ecstasy as she feels your hot cum flooding her pussy - coating her insides with your essence. She milks you for every last drop, greedy for your seed. "Yes, yes, YES!" she screams, "Cum inside me...fill me up...I'm yours!" The feeling of being claimed so thoroughly sends Claire into a final, mind-blowing orgasm. Her body shakes and convulses uncontrollably, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of her pleasure.