Demanding

"I have breakfast for you, Papi," Dana said, gently rousing Pablo. She placed a strong black coffee on the tray, and a breakfast burrito, a homemade tortilla with cheese and egg and bacon. Dana placed the silverware delicately next to the plate.

"Hmph," Pablo said, looking at the meal. He bit into the burrito. "How many years has it taken you to master a simple breakfast burrito."

Dana tucked her red hair behind ear, blushing.

"Far too long, Papi," she agreed.

"Come on, get your reward then," Pablo said. Dana licked her lips, looking between Pablo's thighs. He shook his head. "I'm already stiff, get our rocks off, you dumb slut."

Pablo was demanding. He was greedy. And it was never enough. Dana had gotten hair implants, had the shade done a nice copper, exactly as Pablo wanted, had breast implants once, then again, had butt implants done, body shaping, face sculpting ... she was barely recognizable from the person she was before. The only thing that hadn't changed was the small white cock, perpetually caged now.

Dana quickly lubed up Pablo's large prick, then mounted him, her white ass hovering over his Latin meat, descending gently, the pink rosebud resisting for only a moment, before yielding and allowing him entry into her tight rear.

"Hmph," Pablo said, never satisfied, eating his burrito. "Eggs could be fluffier. As fluffy as yours." He said, smirking as he flicked Dana's large ballsacs.

"Sorry Papi," Dana whined. Her cock was already leaking clear fluid. She didn't have any endurance in pussy, and cock was no better. She whimpered, having a sissygasm, making a mess of Pablo's stomach. He grunted, batting her balls lightly. Dana milked him rigorously, and was rewarded with his own load, deep inside her owned ass.

"Messy bitch," Pablo said, a common complaint. "Come on, get us cleaned up."

"Yes Papi," Dana said dutifully, going to get the shower running as her husband finished his coffee.