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Click hereI raised my right hand up in the air.
"Miss Simpson, if you understand then lift your head off the coffee table and get up on your hands." He said.
I felt and saw Miss Simpson lift up her head and get up on her hands. I felt my cock harden more as I took in the sight of her bent over and me with my cock buried in her.
"Good, now Mender, you have one minute to get off. I want you to shoot a nice load of cum into her and you have 60 seconds to get it done. Feel free to start anytime you wish. No pressure, well, yeah I guess a little bit." He said with a chuckle.
I panicked when I heard the threat. I grabbed her hips and started to slam in and out of her quickly. I tried to concentrate on her body as I pounded her little pussy. I knew her breasts were swinging even in her bra and I tried to think of that. I looked down and watched my cock slide in and out of her pussy. I watched her lips spread open for me and then close around as I pulled out. I felt my orgasm building and I increased my pace. I was hammering her hard and I heard her grunt each time I hit bottom.
I didn't know how much time had passed but I pounded her harder and harder. Susie flew across my mind as I tried to force myself to cum. I tried to wipe her image out and concentrate on the beautiful ass in front of me. I reached under her and grabbed her breasts through her shirt and bra. They were full and firm. I held them as I pounded her pussy. The combined feel of her breasts in my hands and her tight pussy was working. I felt my orgasm race up my legs and then explode out the end of my cock. I felt a load shoot out into her and then another. My orgasm faded as I felt the last shot of spunk escape into her pussy. I pulled out and collapsed on the chair behind me.
I looked up to see my cum running out of her pussy and down her pretty thigh. She had her head down on the table again and I could tell she was crying. My sore cock was shrunk to microscopic size as I felt shame and remorse for the situation we were in. It was my fault. I had just fucked the most beautiful girl I had ever seen and I felt only sadness. I watched as more cum flowed down her thigh.
"Very good, Mender. 45 seconds. You came through, so to speak. That was a very good start. You may go home now to your sweet daughter. Tell her hi for me. I will take care of Miss Simpson here. You put quite a fucking on her, nice job. Don't forget your new cell phone." The voice rang out again.
I stood up and pulled up my shorts and pants. I snapped them and moved to the front door. I reached for the knob and turned it. I remembered the cell phone and returned to get it out of the box on the floor. I moved back to the door and opened it. I looked back once before I stepped out. Miss Simpson was still on her knees with her head on the coffee table and my cum still leaking out of her. She looked like a mess and I was responsible for it. My guilt hit me like a truck as I stepped out onto the porch and closed the door behind me.
Piss poor ending to a mediocre. No beginning and NO END. DO NOT try to fix this train wreck.
PLEASE tell me she is going to be ass fucked and DP'D!!
You have to finish this story. The bad guy has to get his balls cut off in the least.