no, to the penthouse

the penthouse was in a posh part of town, less crowded and more reserved than the city center so they did not comment loudly on the couple since an older masochist sow hiring a man half her age to play around with her was not a surprise there

Some residents even greeted Zach as they passed by, or held a conversation with the couple on mundane topics making it clear that the reason they did not mention the sorry state of Sylvia was not because they were trying to ignore her but because a lewd woman like her, while not thought of well, is not a reason to be surprised

Sylvia could not take it anymore. She had spent the evening being groped and manhandled by Zach, insulted by strangers, dressed like a whore and having inserted in her toys she had never tried. Her legs were shaking because of hours of orgasm after orgasm, which left her already AGS afflicted mind equally unstable.

Once Zach slammed her to the wall of the elevator leading to her new home she looked up to him towering over her, pinning her roughly to the wall with her legs wide apart to grid his crotch on her soaking pussy, and she saw the face of her under payed poolboy, the strapping secret agent coming to her rescue, her lord and master, the man who made her in a soaking mess like no one before

and through her own thoughts she formed a new image of him: her unconditional object of love

“Zach…”

he leaned in

“What is it doll?”

she could feel his hard dick, freed from his pants, resting on her stomach

“Please… give it to me…”

she came a little when he yanked the vibrator out of her

“Beg for it Sylvia.”

he placed the tip of his dick on her vulva, with just enough pressure to remain in place at her entrance

“Oh Zach please! I’m sorry for all the times I was a bitch to you, I was just frustrated at how much I desired you! I love you Zach I’ll be your pet, your doll, your cumdump just fuck my-“

in one smooth motion Zach lifted her legs and folded her in half pressing her down on the wall while with a single thrust he reached the entrance of her welcoming womb

all the pent up desire which Sylvia had accumulated in that evening exploded in an orgasm more powerful than she had ever experienced, only for Zach to continue his relentless **** on her womb, thrust after thrust leaving no moment of rest for her mature body, using her as a ravenous animal trying to sate it’s hunger on a defenseless herbivore

when they arrived at their floor Zach simply lifted her up from the wall and walked to the door of the penthouse, passing another resident who chuckled at the spectacle

But neither Zach nor Sylvia noticed. Zach only cared about taking Sylvia to bed, were he slammed her down, still pistoning inside of her in a dominating mating press

They did not speak, communicating with their bodies, Sylvia submitting completely to Zach’s will with a leg lock on his lower back meant to signal her receptiveness rather than hoping to restrain him against his will

they locked eyes. Sylvia’s mind had almost melted with the multitude of orgasm she had experienced, but now Zach was reaching completion too. Purely on instinct he leaned in on her, carefully pinning her down on the mattress, leaving her absolutely no chance of running away or to move while she locked in her sultry thighs to make sure that every sperm entered her body

And then he came, rope after rope of virile young seed invaded the older receptive womb, eager to accept it’s master in the ovulating uterus

they remained like this, basking in the warmth of their bodies, uncaring of the sweat and dirty clothes, all night long