He lets out a moan, and says, "Fuck yeah. You are a natural." He starts pumping my mouth and fucking my face. He starts going faster and faster, drivi...g it all the way in and all the way out. He pulls out, and with a pop it is out of my mouth. I look up at him with a surprised look on my face and he tells me that if I want it that bad that I must ask for it.I tell him, I beg him to give me his cock. He makes me beg, for the honor of sucking him. He tells me that if I take it now that I will. Yes, there was some pounding noise that calls itself music, together with grunts, moans, slurps and the like. The heroine – forget that she was being paid to fuck – knew from the look on Mr. Collins' face and eyes that the job was hers if she performed as required on his casting couch.She never gave a name, though the blurb under the thumbnail called her Kate Something, as if the name was supposed to impress me. She looked like a barely legal 18 year old while the man looked like a horny 40. If. Her tit hung like ripe fruit ready to be plucked Above my chest as she balanced her self.”Do some work my ‘sweet, horny wife’, fuck the spunk out of me for a change” She smirked and took hold of my cock, feeding it into her hole with slow upward and down-wards thrusts of her hips.”You think I learned nothing from porno vids and the internet, husband? I can fuck your socks off and have you climbing the walls for more” She teased.”OH yeah my darling little fuck bunny? Prove it!” I challenged with. ‘Please. Please just relax. Relax your head and your mind. Trust me,’ she said, working hard at her massage while eyeing his still remarkably long and thick but dwindling club of flesh a couple feet lower than her hands. When she closed her eyes briefly, she imagined taking that quick and yet somehow vast journey down to grasp his magnificent physical proof of his lust for her. She opened her eyes, staring down, resisting. She had to know where she stood in his heart first. She whispered into.