Wives In Torment (Watson) - страница 41

"Bitch," he said softly. "This is where all you bitches belong. With your cunt in the air waiting for a cock. A hard cock. My hard cock!"

She felt his huge cock poke her buttocks. He grasped it and placed the large head at the entrance to her cunt.

"Now you're going to get it," he said savagely. "Now you're going to really get fucked."

She played along with his game, knowing almost by instinct what he wanted her to say.

"Oh no," she said. "Don't hurt me. Don't put that big thing in me.

It'll kill me!"

"Bitch," he said, his voice growing even harsher. "You're going to learn a lesson."

He gave a shove and his large cock went tearing savagely into her cunt. He was so big that he hurt her. She tried to escape his painful invasion but there was no way she could escape. He grabbed her behind the neck with one hand and a handful of her hair with his other.

He held her like that as he began a rapid in-and-out fucking of her cunt.

"Bitch," he said softly with each deep thrust.

In a few moments the pain went away and she began to get well lubricated. She felt her nipples grow hard and she started to enjoy his rough fucking. It was not the sort of thing she would enjoy all the time, but now it was exciting.

"Oh Jesus," he said. "I can't control it any more. I'm going to flood your cunt, bitch! I'm going to pour it into your cunt."

He gave a loud groan and she felt his cum pouring into her. It was like someone had opened the floodgates. She kept feeling him grow and spurt into her until she wondered where it was all coming from.

Finally he was done. He gave a sigh and she felt his cock escaping from her wet cunt. She was still horny but there was nothing she could do. She had just been getting warmed up when he came.

He grabbed her by the back of her head and turned her around.

"On your knees," he said. "Clean me off."

She sighed in resignation as she dropped to her knees and took his limp cock between her lips. She very carefully licked him clean before she stuffed his prick back into his trousers.

"That's all," he said.

She knew she was being dismissed like he would dismiss any secretary.

She nodded. She was still horny and angry at his attitude. This was actually the first time she really felt like a whore. She had been used and dismissed.

She stood up. She picked her clothes up from the floor and dressed hurriedly. He was sitting back down at his desk when she left.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Sheriff Henry Gilbert was confused and angry. He had always prided himself on knowing everything that went on in his town. He knew who was fucking whose wife, and he used his knowledge to good advantage.