I Push Through the …

Instead of speaking, I pushed Mrs. Barbara Jonssen, M. I. L. F. extraordinaire, forward over the sink, flipped her the bottom of her dress up over butt and slid her panties down her tight svelte childbearing ass with one hand, while my feet kicked hers out to the side.

“Eeeiiippp!!!” Barbara squealed out in distress at being spread eagled out before me. Then she gave another delicious, defeated groan of satisfaction as I sank into her to the hilt with one stroke.

The cunt was now as wet as the bayou regardless of the words of protest. Her right leg was already curling back around mine as I began driving her hips into the stone granite counter.

Barbara jerked & grimaced as she struggled to accommodate my girth. The dumbshit obviously failed at fucking her properly, so it was up to me to stretch the bitch out. I did note that she never said no, & just took her breeding like a good mare.

The grunts & wet slap of flesh was soon joined by her whimpering in distress. I knew she was already close to her first orgasm because her Kegel muscles were milking my cock for its life-giving baby-batter. This woman was a woman built to breed, & I had little clue what that moron thought he was doing with a trophy like this supposedly hanging on his arm.

Maybe Barbara thought she was pursuing a career. Whatever it was that made him her bitch, she simply submitted to me with only token resistance. It is as if it was a fetish of hers to be stolen from her husband, by a stallion.

It was probably money., but that only found me beginning to care for Barbara for a little. I understood the desire to get ahead in life through the accumulation of wealth. I was here at this college for that very reason.

“Your mine now Barbara. Didn’t you hear your supposed husband earlier? He left you here to get bred by me.” I grunted the words out as I pushed her head down into the granite counter with one hand while the other held her tight svelte childbearing hips.

Barbara was really getting into the action now. She didn’t respond verbally. It seemed she wasn’t much of a talker during sex. That suited me just fine, and I got busy with driving her through two massive orgasms with my cock filling ever fold of her vagina. It was like her cunt was made for my dick, & I abruptly understood why someone might marry this bitch.

“Tell Me, are you on the pill? Is this a good day to breed you?” That inspired Barbara to struggle in my grip, but I now had my fingers sticking into her mouth as I railed my cock into her.

With Barbara’s cunt milking my turgid meat with my every thrust into her. I pulled her chest up to mine while lifting her legs up off the floor as I drove even harder into her hips. She was whimpering again from the discomfort but groaning at the same time from the pleasure of being used like a fucktoy.

“No… Chad always wears a condom… but yes this is a bad day… please don’t do this, I have a career. My daughters look up to me. I’ll do anything else. Do you want my ass? Fuck my virgin ass, Chad was never man enough to take it from me.”

The things coming out of this bitch’s mouth had me chuckling as I grunted with each colonizing thrust.

“I already own all your holes; it is only a matter of time. Didn’t you hear us talking earlier? You & your daughters were sold as my fucktoys, haven’t they Chad?” Mr. Chad Jonssen had to learn that disobedience was severely punished. I had heard him announce his arrival by dropping his car keys in their bowl for keys that sat by the door.

Barbara’s head snapped to the side as she looked towards the entrance to the kitchen. Amazingly the daughters & her were disbelieving of my claim. They assumed it was hyperbole. Surely their father wouldn’t sell them into sexual slavery would he?