CONSEQUENCES, Pt.2

“well based on the lingerie I see, you and the hubby certainly have an active sex life.” I said with a lewd grin. Sarah Holland was topless but still wearing her yoga pants. “Oh look, wet spot.” I said, pointing at her crotch. My prey blushed, so I tossed the satin and lace Cami PJ’s I dug out on the bed between us and said “Change into those, I want a little fashion show.” And moved the chair over, having a seat.

If Sarah Holland didn’t feel embarrassed and humiliated before, she certainly felt it now. After all this, she was being made to parade in front of her torturer like some damn piece of meat. But again, she knew she had little choice. The Cami PJ’s were skimpy and she be blushed as she stood, twirled, and bent over in front of naked torturer. She noticed that his dick was getting erect again, and that could only mean one thing.

Seeing the MILF pose for me in lingerie was nice. She was currently bent over the bed, one foot on the floor, one knee on the bed, looking back at me. I stepped over, and tugging on the bottoms I said “let’s keep the top, but trust me you won’t be needing these…”

Sarah stopped. She knew all too well what was about to happen, and what she was going to be forced to do. Pleadingly she said “Look Danny…I can’t…”

Listening to this MILF beg just made me harder, as I climbed on to their bed. “Remember your options, Mrs. H.” I said, and I held out my hand. My new fuck-toy MILF sniffled, stripped off her Cami shorts, and climbed on the bed. Without being told a word, she swung a leg over, and began to mount me. “good girl,” I said, then made a long, low satisfied grunt as my stiff member entered Sarah Holland’s hot wet love-tunnel.

Sarah was afraid that this was going to happen. Not JUST that she would have had sex with this nerdy-kid, but that a certain part of her would react so well to it. It wasn’t just that Sarah Holland really liked cowgirl (she did) but the length of that damn dick that did it. Sarah felt her body give to the invader, and to get more of it inside her she naturally bowed her back, poking her breasts out. She had kept the PJ top, and the kid had his hands under it and – damn his hide! – Danny Goddard was squeezing her nipples. She LOVED it when a man did that. ‘Close your eyes girl, hang on’ she told herself.

Sarah Holland’s pussy felt awfully good, as she moved up and down on my cock. Her nipples were taught between my fingers as I squeezed them, so she was enjoying the ride, whether she wanted to admit it or not. The PJ top was serving to block her view of my face a bit, and so I said, “Look at me Mrs. H. Look at me Sarah…LOOK.” Making eye contact I said “You – oof – deny it all you – ahh – want, but you LIKE having -oh- having me inside you.”

‘Damn that kid…damn him’ Sarah thought as she looked at him, because that little asshole was right. And to emphasize it, he shifted his hands to bottom of her ribs, and made her stop at nearly the top of her movement. Then the kid gave her an evil smile, and his pace tripled as he began thrusting UP into her, very fast.