He makes Mr. Fellers lick up his mess

Matt smeared some of Wendy's spit on his dick, then plunged into Mrs. Feller's ass without bothering to ease it in.

She moaned as he penetrated her. God, that had to hurt.

He didn't let it stop him, though. He was pissed... at her, at her husband, at the system. It probably wasn't fair that he was taking it out on this one woman... after all, she'd been brought up in the system. Still, she could have opened her eyes and seen reality if she'd wanted to.

Fucking her felt good.

After a minute, her moans stopped being sounds of pain and started being sounds of pleasure.

He looked over to see Mr. Fellers rubbing his dick through his slacks.

Fine. He wasn't going to deny the man the chance to self-pleasure.

"Wendy," he said, "you can come and rub my balls while I'm doing this if you want."

"O--okay."

She sounded a little hesitant. Well, who could blame her.

Her little hand felt great as she gently squeezed him. Her tongue up his ass felt even better... and he hadn't even asked for that.

"Is this all right?" she asked.

"It's great."

"Your daughter is licking my ass while I fuck yours," he announced to Mrs. Fellers.

"Good. She has to learn to please a man."

"God, you are sick, aren't you?"

"Not that he was in a position to complain... even if he wanted to."

"Squeeze your ass muscles against my cock," he ordered.

She moaned again as she complied.

Her breath was coming fast and hard and little spasms shivered through her ass and body. Matt was pretty sure she was getting close.

Well, he was, too.

"Hand me that riding crop," he ordered Mr. Fellers.

The man obeyed, leaving one hand in his pocket as he continued to stroke his dick.

Crop in hand, Matt plunged balls-deep into Mrs. Fellers's asshole, then brought the crop down across her back.

That brought her over the edge and she screamed out her orgasm.

Her ass muscles clamped down in response to her cumming... that and Wendy's tongue probing his ass brought Matt the rest of the way and he shot his cum deep in her ass.

"Stay there like that," he ordered Mrs. Fellers as he pulled out of her ass.

"Let me clean that for you." Wendy gave her father a look as she bent over Matt's dick, licking off the dribbles of sperm that continued leaking from it.

"Speaking of cleaning," Matt said, "Mr. Fellers, you may clean your wife's ass with your tongue. Make sure to swallow any of my creampie that leaks out."

"Thank you, sir." Mr. Fellers bent over his wife's ass like he was afraid Matt might withdraw his permission.

"That was so hot," Wendy whispered. "I didn't know you were so... forceful."

He nodded.