1. My Pizza Slut, Part 2


    Date: 11/9/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: shootersr9, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    I asked. "You brother could be here at any time!" Then she explained that they were just the clothes she wore at work and I recalled how Amanda took a spare set to work, too. I watched her stuff them into a locker, pulling a clean pair of jeans and a shirt from her bag, running around the room in just her bra, panties and those little white socks girls seemed to like. Between the show of skin and the kisses we'd just shared, my cock was rock hard. As my better judgment flew out the window, I saw no reason to waste it a good hard-on by masturbating when I got home. Quickly stepping to where she stood, I took her elbow and spun her around to face the end of a long stainless steel counter, where I roughly forced her to lean forward. "What ...what are you doing," she asked in between playful giggles. For an answer I grabbed both her forearms and pulled them together behind her back, forcing her to bend over counter even further. Glancing at the clock told me we had time; I only prayed she'd play along as I leaned over her, grinding my hardness through my jeans into her firm behind. I hissed into her ear, "You got no money in the register, bitch…so I'm going to have to make you pay another way." I received the answer I was looking for after just a moment or two when she said, "Take anything you want, Sir, just please don't hurt me." Her tone was exaggerated and I knew she was as turned on as I about doing this in a public place, although the doors were locked. Her brother could ...
    be here in twenty minutes or so; there wasn't time for niceness, but rather only nastiness. Reaching for my belt, my jeans and briefs slid down my legs as she relaxed against the cool steel, even reaching back with one hand and yanking her panties aside for me. Rubbing my dick up and down her puffy pink gash a few times before I started pushing inside her, I smacked her ass hard. When she didn't respond to my spanking, I slapped her cheek again, this time leaving a red handprint on her lovely bottom. " Ouch , that hurt," she exclaimed. "Not so hard next time." Apparently from that answer, she'd been paddled before--and liked it--so I smacked her once more just for good measure as my cock stuffed her full. "Oh gosh, that feels so good," she grunted as I withdrew and plowed forward again. In under a minute I had released her arms and taken hold of her skinny waist, quite literally slamming my big prick straight into her juicy pussy as she grunted and squealed in ecstasy. A million wild ideas entered my thoughts and just as quickly exited, as I savagely gave her every ounce of energy I had, channeling it into my throbbing cock. Less than ten minutes from the point I'd first shoved her over the end of the counter, I was spurting gobs of sticky cum deep inside her molten tunnel as we both shouted obscenities which echoed off the tiled walls. Whitney's orgasm had come on so fast and strong, that her juices were spurting from our junction each time I packed her tight hole with my ...
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