He pushes her down on the desk.

Wes paused for a moment to remind himself that the two of them were role-playing and what they were doing was consensual. He dismissed the look of fear on the brunette's beautiful face as acting and roughly pushed her, causing her to fall backwards onto the desk, knocking over the keyboard and stationary.

"Noooo! Please don't!" Amy screamed as she tried to clamp her thighs closed. Wes grinned at the fight she was putting to up and yanked her knees apart, exposing her shaven, wet snatch.

"No, please don't **** me, Mr. Palmer!" she cried as he aligned the bulbous tip of his cock to her slit.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch! I paid a shitload of money to fuck as many pussies as I goddamn want!" he growled, holding her legs wide apart by the ankles.

"Oh God! NOOOoooo," she sobbed as felt his thick shaft rubbing along her pussy lips.

"You're soaking wet! You want my cock, don't you?" he scoffed.

"NO! Please don't!" Amy begged with tears running down her face. Then she let out an unlady-like grunt when he jabbed his cock balls deep into her hot cunt.

"Fuck yeah, bitch!" Wes shouted as he started to thrust in and out of her. "That's a goddamn fucking tight pussy!"

"Noooo," Amy whimpered, shaking her head from side-to-side while her large breasts shook violently with each thrust her body absorbed.

"Yes, you like having big cocks stretching your tight cunt, don't you?" he grunted, leaning forward to try to sink deeper into her.

She bit her lower lip and shook her head but her pussy squeezing his invading cock betrayed her lust.

Wes wanted to continue the role-playing and berate the girl as he forcibly took her but instead he focused his energy on fucking her as hard and fast as possible without coming too soon. Money may have bought him access to all the pussy he desired but he wanted to prove he had the youthful sexual stamina that the older rich guys needed to be enhanced by ****. Releasing her ankles, he hooked her legs with his crook of his arms and began madly pounding away, the sounds of his balls loudly slapping her ass cheeks almost drowning out her moans of pleasure.

Consumed by lust herself, Amy dropped all pretenses of being a victim and clenched his forearms tightly as she started to climax, her pussy pulsating around his pistoning cock. She stared up at Wes and demanded, "Harder! Fuck me harder!"

Wes had held his sexual urges since the day he sold his company and called up Freedonia -- he didn't jerk off or hire a prostitute to relieve it. He wanted to save his energy for when he landed on the island and now he was releasing the pent up sexual frustration on Amy. He summoned the will power to keep hammering away at her cunt as she was overwhelmed by her orgasm and continued until she was screaming from her third. It was only then he finally let out a roar and empty his balls into her hungry pussy.

Amy hugged him after he collapsed on top of her, with her legs still hooked by his arms. He let out a tired moan when she massaged his shrivelling cock with her pussy.

"Thank you," Wes moaned. "You were amazing."

"You're welcome, sir," she whispered in his ear. "My acting?"

"Acting. Pussy. Everything about you was amazing," he sighed.

"Thank you, sir!"

When they finally recovered from the afterglow of the long, hard fuck, the two of them got up, cleaned themselves up, and got dressed, as if nothing had happened on her desk.

Amy recomposed herself and picked up the items from the floor to put them back on her desk. "Ahem, as I was saying," she continued, "almost anywhere else the indicator can be green, and if it is green and you want the girl, then simply take her."

"Yes, I understand," Wes nodded then he remembered he came in her. "What about... me coming in you?"

"Don't worry, I'm on birth control as are all of our girls. But if you want want condoms, you can get them from the front desk or the medical clinic but most of our male guests prefer to do it bareback," she assured him. "Everyone on the island, including the guests, have been tested for STDs. We are very cautious and would like our guests and staff to be healthy and return again in the future."

"Awesome!" Wes grinned. "Is there anything else I should know about?"

"If you enjoyed the girl, please remember the number on her necklace so you can tip her," Amy explained, showing the number on her own necklace.

"I'll definitely give you a big tip!"