Dominate her

Pulling his meat free his balls contracted again a few more times painting her face with the warm baby batter. She gasped for air as she scooped the cum off her eyes. Looking up at him she sat on her knees still eye level with his hard meat. “Wipe ya face.” He threw his shirt at her with a growl. Wiping what she could with his large shirt she again looked up at him his cock stood to attention in front of her. “How long has it been since you had some fun, I can’t remember what you said?” She hummed trying to remember the amount of time her husband had left. Her brain still in a haze from the strong stench of male pheromone. That and the large penis that was still rock hard in front of her face. Looking up she hummed in amazement at was down her throat only a few minuets ago. “6… 6 years.” Her mouth watered as she remembered the taste of him, and then the memory replayed in her head of the pleasing pain she felt as he rammed it down her throat.

He said something but her ears didn’t take it in. As she continued to fixate on his cock. He shook her awake from her daydream obviously angered by her lack of attention. “You like my dick?” His English accent really echoed through with his guttural growl. She nodded still in a slutty lustful daze. Her moist sex ran free with juices as he pulled her up onto a nearby box or crate. Still filled with rage he pulled her shirt up over her head semi freeing her breasts as they bounced dangerously threatening to jump from her bra. Then he pulled her skirt down tearing the fabric as he did. She goes to protest about her cloths but before she could a long fingers entered her warm moist sex. It was his middle finger, and with a twist of his wrist he pulled it free. “Your very wet I must say.” He looked at her as placed his finger in his mouth. Licking the juices from it.