“Stop! What are you doing?” Howard howled. Lizzie wailed helplessly as the barrel of the gun ate into her temple. Sandra’s muffled screams could be heard through her gag.
“Look, I ain’t got time for fun and games. Things are going to happen my way, or I will be going back to prison with three murder charges on my record.” Patricia growled viciously, baring her teeth.
“Alright, alright. I will play with you. Just don’t harm my daughter.” Howard finally panicked. His engorged cock had long receded back into the form of a limped piece of flabby flesh.
“If you look away from me again, I will put a bullet through Lizzie’s pretty face.” Patricia warned.
Howard turned from a feral Patricia to his terrified daughter and then to his horrified wife. When he met his wife’s eyes, his wife nodded. That was all he needed – a permission from his wife. Whatever happened from now was not an act of betrayal to their marital vows but a necessary act to keep everyone safe.
“Okay. I will do what you want. Can you stop pointing your gun at my daughter?”
“Good.” Patricia smirked. “Glad I have everyone onboard.” She sauntered back to the washing machine and placed the handgun on it. She made sure to sway her hips lustily as she did, turning around twice to check if Howard had looked away. Indeed, Howard was true to his word. He kept his eyes on the woman. But he’d be damned if he would be sexually seduced.
“I see you are determined to not get aroused.” Patricia noted. “Now that’s a challenge I love taking on.”
Still had her back facing him, Patricia slipped her slender fingers around her narrow waists. With what seemed like a practiced movement, she pushed her pants down, revealing a bubbly ass unmarred by cellulite. A wide gap situated between her closed thighs, wide enough that Howard could see her pussy from his vantage point. Howard bit down on his lips. His loins were already stirring.
The flabby flesh rose to a fledging stump, and then continued its hasty growth into an eight-inch meat pole.
A victorious smile formed on the woman’s face, much to Howard’s frustration. He didn’t dare to look at his wife. He knew he couldn’t bear the pain in his wife’s eyes for how quickly he got turned on by this prisoner.
Patricia turned around, revealing the front of her naked body in its full glory. Howard swallowed nervously. While he tried not to check the naked woman out, his biological desires quickly won over his rationale. His eyes went from the woman’s face, which was rather beautiful considering her lack of makeup, to her firm tits big enough to feed a quintuplet, to her flat stomach, to her wide hips, and down to her hairless pussy.
She strutted towards him, allowing him to drink in her nakedness. His hard cock was obvious for all to see. She knelt down in front of him, and her hand went for his twitching cock. Cusping that erected meat with her butter smooth fingers, she lowered until her pillow lips kissed the crown of his cock.
Up and down. Up and down. His cock went smoothly into her wet hot mouth. Howard let out groan much to his despair. The woman obviously had had her fair share of blowjobs. In fact, Howard could hardly feel the woman’s teeth as she bobbed her head up and down. Something that his wife never quite managed to achieve.
He stole a glance at his wife. Just as he had expected, his wife had turned away from the obscene spectacle. What he didn’t expect was his daughter looking at the woman sucking his cock like how she would look at make-up tutorials. He wanted to tell Lizzie to look away, but decidedly not as he didn’t dare to ire the wrath of the woman.
The blowjob ended with a loud pop as the woman yanked his cock out of her puckered lips. The woman gave a long and affectionate lap from the base of his cock and up to the very tip. Smacking her lips like she had just had the best summer snack, Patricia stood up.
“It’s been ages since I sucked a cock this big.” She cooed seductively at Howard.
She lifted her leg and climbed up to Howard until she’s straddling him. Using her hand, she guided his wet cock to her spread pussy. Once she had the crowd of his hard cock where she wanted it to be, she lowered herself down.
Howard couldn’t help but to let out a moan. Sparks flew everywhere as the woman’s hot cunt enveloped the first three inches of his cock.
“Oh, Sandra. Your hubby’s cock sure is big.” Patricia teased. “Let’s see if I can get him all the way inside me.” She moaned.
The woman lifted herself up. Then, she pushed herself down. She did that three times. Three times were all she needed to get him balls’ deep inside her. The first time had three inches inside her. The second time pushed another two more inches. The third time was the charm as Howard’s entire eight-inch cock slipped all the way into Patricia’s wet cunt.
Howard couldn’t believe how good it felt to have all his cock inside a woman’s pussy. With his wife, he had only managed to get the first five inches into her. Sandra would protest if Howard pushed any deeper and five inches were all he could ever get.
Howard always imagined what it was like to have his cock buried to the hilt into a woman. He had imagine his wife’s miraculously deepened or that he would have the option of fucking her asshole. Never in his fourteen years of marriage would he imagine the one thing he wanted most in sex would be given to him by another woman.
Patricia rode like a lively mare too! She wasn’t like Sandra, who almost never rode him, and at those rare occasions that she did, she would only last for but a minute. Not long enough to get Howard off. But Patricia was different. She rode like her life depended on it. Like she couldn’t get enough of his cock.
Within minutes, Howard could feel the familiar pressure building up at the base of his cock. Despite his attempt to stop its rise, Patricia’s hot cunt simply wouldn’t relent. The tight grip of her pussy around his meat-shaft was too pleasurable to be denied. He knew it was a losing battle the moment his cock went inside her.
“Come for me, Howard. Come inside my pussy.” Patricia moaned. She hastened her hips, moving up and down at a sickening rate.
“Oh my god! I’m cumming. I’m really cumming.” Howard warned. He had figured Patricia might not want to get knocked up. He didn’t want to father a child with another woman too. It seemed appropriate to give her a fair warning.
Much to Howard’s dismay, Patricia did not remove herself from him. The moment his cum surged through his cock, Patricia slammed her pussy as hard and as deep as she could. His cock couldn’t hold the cum even if he wanted to and without much of a choice, his seeds poured into the woman’s womb.
“Oh my god. Oh my god.” Patricia panted.
“What the fuck…” Howard gasped. “What the hell is wrong with…” he didn’t finish his sentence. Patricia had pulled his face to hers. Their lips collided and their tongue danced in the post-coital warmth.
Howard moved himself away from the woman for a second too long and found himself guilt-ridden that he had enjoyed the kiss as much as Patricia.
“Oh Howard.” Patricia grabbed Howard by his face. “You better kiss me like you kiss your wife or say goodbye to sweet little Lizzie.”
Resigned to his fate, Howard closed his eyes and allowed the woman kissed him once more. He didn’t move away this time. He mauled her lips like he would to his wife at the heat of sex. He tongued her mouth like it was filled with honey. Delicious. More so than his wife’s.
Patricia pulled back with a bright smile on her perspiring face. Was she this beautiful before? Howard couldn’t tell. For all he knew, she’s dazzlingly gorgeous.
“Did you enjoy my pussy, Howard?” Patricia asked sultrily. “Did my pussy feel better than your wife’s?”
“Must I answer that?” Howard hissed, pissed off by the sick games Patricia was forcing him to play.
Patricia shook her head slowly. A contented smile on her face. “You don’t have to, Howard. The huge hot load your big fat cock just shot into my pussy has already answered that for you.”
Sandra was already staring daggers at Patricia. Howard could tell that his wife was beyond livid. He even caught his wife glancing at the gun on the washing machine a couple of times. If she had her way, she would definitely put a bullet into Patricia’s head.
“Right. What’s next?” Patricia asked, leaping away from Howard. She quickly clamped her thighs together as though she wanted to pee. “Don’t want those swimmers make a mess on the floor.” She winked at Howard.
Suddenly, she reached out to Lizzie. Howard quickly hissed a warning at the woman to not lay a finger on his daughter.
“Relax. I won’t hurt your little princess. In fact, I have a gift for her.” Patricia gave Howard a sly smile.
Without warning, Patricia toppled Lizzie over. Lizzie let out a yelp as the back of the chair slammed against the hard floor. Much to Howard’s relief, Patricia had cradled his daughter’s head to stop it from slamming to the floor as well.
“What are you up to now?” Howard hissed. There was no more playing the cooperative hostage routine with this bitch anymore.
“Howard, the next time you talk, I will shoot Lizzie.” Patricia warned. Howard heaved furiously. He was at a disadvantage, and he knew it. The only way the three of them could get out of this alive was to follow Patricia’s order.
“Sweet beautiful Lizzie. Daddy’s little princess.” Patricia cooed, running her sharp fingernails along Lizzie’s wet cheek. “Your daddy has just made a big mess inside my pussy. I’m sure a sweet girl like you wouldn’t mind helping your daddy to clean it up.”
Lizzie’s cluelessness to what Patricia implied made it all the more heartbroken to Howard. Her girly innocence, untainted by the carnal touch of sex, was as clear as the light hanging above Howard. The young girl didn’t even know what hit her until Patricia lowered her pussy down.
Lizzie’s shock was what Howard saw of his daughter before the freshly creamed pussy descended upon that innocent face.
“Ohh, baby girl. Don’t try to move away.” Patricia giggled. “Put your tongue inside and lap your daddy’s cum out. Do it, Lizzie. You better do it or else I’m killing your mommy…yes…yes…that’s it, lap it all up, swallow your daddy’s cum, lick my inside till it’s squeaky clean.” The vile woman moaned, rocking her hips slowly against his daughter’s face, straddling her head like a cowgirl would an untamed mare.
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