Location 3 - Andy's office

Meat's grin widened as Candy started the car, the engine purring to life. "We're off to location number 3, and this gonna be the best one," he said, his voice dripping with anticipation. Candy said nothing, her hands steady on the wheel as she pulled out of the parking lot. She had left her top bunched over her tits, just as she knew he would liked it—easy access, no barriers. Meat reached over, his large hand cupping her breast through the fabric, giving it a rough squeeze. "Damn, you do know how to please a nigga," he approved, his tone raspy.

Meat's voice cut through the thick, sexually charged air as he leaned forwards, his hand still fondling Candy's open breast under her shirt. "Now, let's drive on over to your hubby's office and give him a little surprise he ain't never gonna see comin'," he sneered, a wicked grin spreading across his face. Candy hesitated, her grip tightening on the steering wheel as she glanced at Meat with a mix of fear and anticipation. Before she could respond, Meat's large hand slapped her breast roughly, the sound echoing through the car. "Ain't no time for second thoughts, bitch," he growled, his tone leaving no room for argument. Candy had no other option but head towards her husband's office.

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Candy's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as she pulled into the parking lot of Andy's office, the tires crunching softly on the gravel. Meat's hand still lingered on her breast, his fingers toying with her nipple, which was burning with passion due to Meat's crude touch, as the phone still recording every detail. She glanced over at him, her eyes searching for direction, and he nodded curtly. "You got your hubby's spare car keys?" he asked, his voice low and commanding. Candy nodded, her throat dry as she reached into her purse and retrieved the jingling set. Meat's gaze never left hers as he continued, "Now, get out of the car and go find his car & bring it here. We gonna take a ride"

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Half an hour later, Andy's car was parked at the far end of the office parking lot, secluded under the shed. Candy was on all fours in it's back seat, her naked body trembling slightly as Meat crouched behind her. His large, thick black cock thrusting into her ass with relentless ****, each pump echoing squishy noises through the silent car. His one hand gripped her perfectly round asscheek, pulling it back to allow deeper penetration, while the other held her phone, capturing every brutal detail of the encounter.

Meat's voice was laced with a mix of dominance and amusement as he leaned in, his hand still gripping Candy's hip. "Ain't this kinky, bitch? I'm fuckin' the hole your husband's never touched, right here in his car, under the nose of his precious office. He's just a few yards away, clueless, while I'm takin' what's supposed to be his." He slapped her ass, the sound sharp in the confined space. Candy moaned lustily, her voice trembling. "Yes, Papa Meat, this is so naughty... Oh God, forgive me, but this is such a turn on." Meat chuckled, the sound low and rough, as he continued to thrust, the phone still capturing every moment.

Meat's leaned infront, his mouth beside her ear, his footlong black anaconda thrusting into her pink asshole mercilessly, now not so tight. "You know tittygirl, God might forgive you if you do one thing though," he said, a sly grin spreading across his face. Candy looked back at him, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and desire. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. Meat chuckled, the sound rough and menacing. "Tie the knot with me, girl, right here, right now, infront of God, and this will all be forgiven." Candy's expression faltered, confusion mixing with the lust that clouded her mind. "How... how is that going to happen? I'm already married," she stammered, her breath catching as Meat's grip on her hip tightened. Meat's laughter filled the car, a deep, resonant sound that sent shivers down to the tips of her nipples. "Marriage is just a piece of paper, bitch. This... this submission is the real commitment. You're mine now, and there'll be no goin' back." He thrust harder, his words punctuating each movement. "You're gonna be my wife, my property, and there ain't no escape from that." Candy's moans turned into sobs, her body trembling as she realized the depth of her entrapment. Her phone still recorded every moment, capturing her fear, her submission, and the undeniable connection that bound them together in this twisted dance of power and desire.