shower fuck

"Don't worry, I won't put it in your ass...." you chuckle

Samantha relaxes a bit but then you finish speaking.

"...But a shower quickie sounds like fun doesn't it?"

Samantha seems to freeze up as she isn't sure what to do, it makes it a bit more difficult when you bend her at the waist a bit, pushing her legs more apart. As you rub the head of your cock against her wet pussy lips, she seems to stop breathing until the head of your cock pushes its way in. Then suddenly she intakes a deep breath and starts to shake a little.

"There you go... just what you needed," you say as you grip her by the hips and start thrusting into her. You settle into a medium-paced rhythm, the shower water travelling down her back as she puts both hands on the wall to support herself. Soon, the loudest sounds are that of your hips slapping against her wet ass and her calling out "Oh...Oh...Oh...OH...Oh...Oh" as your cock goes deeper than her husband 's ever done.

Changing it up, you move your hands from her hips to her tiny A-cup breasts. Gripping them as the anchor to your powerful thrusts.

"Oh geez... oh...oh...oh... can you...be a... little more... gentle? " she cries out and grips your hands on her tits. Not in a sexy way but in trying to break your grip on her. Samantha fails to dislodge your hands as the slippery water makes it impossible to overcome your strength.

Samantha can't believe you are still fucking her, she figured last night was a one-time thing, but here you are lasting longer than all of her previous partners again and still going like a train. Rearranging her guts as they say, with your thick cock.

"Can you.... oh...oh....oh... Please.... Get OFF" she cries out.

"Well I didn't ... want to be too rough.... with you this morning" you grunt out "But sure, here we go"

Samantha was surprised to hear your answer and to feel you release her now sore breasts, but then she squeaked loudly when she felt your hands squeeze her tightly by her neck, not really **** her, but taking full control of her – to dominate. She immediately reached up to grasp one of your hands while the other frantically reached to the wall and then to your arm, then your waist and back to the wall.

As soon as you had your good solid grip on her neck, bending her slightly more upright, you really started to wreck her pussy. Going hard like a runaway train, the sounds of flesh slapping together was closer to clapping now than anything.

"Mmm fucking yes! take it Samantha ... take it you flirty bitch!..... Take it like a good girl... Mmm yes that's what your VP of Communications wants from you...using that skinny body for what it's made for"

Samantha was frantically trying her best to keep breathing regularly as her poor pussy was again being battered by one of the biggest cocks she had ever seen and felt. Her brain was in panic mode over the hands on her neck, and the pleasurable sensations of her boss's big cock pounding her. She almost forgot that she was supposed to be resisting and not enjoying it, but she could feel her orgasm building and it was going to be a strong one.