Taking My Strap-on For A Ride

“And I’m not Ashley. I’m a burglar, who broke into the house and your wife fast asleep.” Poking him in the ribs with the knife I asked, “you got that bitch?” Timid and shaking he replied, “yes.” “Good boy now get that bottle of lotion over there and hurry up, before you make me angry again!” Still shaking and holding his breath I started to stroke him again to slightly relax him before he knew what was coming next. “Now Paul pour a good handful into your palm. That’s it, mmm that’s perfect.” Taking his wrist I directed his lotion filled hand to my strap-on; and like I thought he would he jumped when his large hand grasped my surprise.

He tried to pull away, but I held his wrist tight in my fist.

“Please, don’t,” he begged, while I forced his hand to lube up my cock. “Do you know I’ve been watching you from the window for weeks? Do you enjoy teasing me? Showing off your body while you are bent over doing the dishes!” With my cock finally lubed up I pulled his hand behind his back, pushing the top half of his body to the counter. I pressed the tip of my strap-on against his ass hole, I felt my pussy juices run down my thighs like a fountain. Letting out a groan when I pushed forward spreading his cheeks open. He tried so hard to clench his ass hole closed, but it was no use because I wasn’t going to give up easily.

I pressed the tip harder against his ass hole until it gave way and the head slipped in.

“Shit!! Ouch!!” He struggled to fight back and get away. “Please Ashley, this hurts I can’t do this.” I pinned him down to the counter. “Do you think you can just tease me with this hot ass, then beg me to stop? Don’t bother bitch I know you want it.” With short tiny strokes, moving deeper and deeper into his ass. I could see and feel his resistance fading slowly. Is it my imagination or is he pushing back against me? Nope!! “That’s it bitch I knew you wanted it! That’s it slut, relax that ass hole, give it up to me.” He grunted every inch, finally slamming into him hard and deep.

My thighs slapped loudly as they slammed together with every stroke. “You want it don’t you bitch?” Grunting he managed to admit it. As I pounded his ass my pussy quivered. “Come on slut put your leg on the counter. That’s a good bitch..”Aaaah I’m cumming bitch! Oh shit, you’re making me cum, bitch.” I held my cock in his ass as my cum streamed from my pussy when I heard his voice. “Please, I’m so close don’t stop.” I slowly pulled my cock out, staring at his gapping ass hole. “Tell me bitch, tell me do you want to be the fucker or fuckee?”

He tried to pull me into him, but I wanted him to say it first. “I want to be the fuckee! Fuck me please!” Giving him a satisfied smile and slid back into him with one thrust now he is mine. I dropped the knife, grabbed his hips and I pulled him back into me. “Tell me what you want my bitch!” “Fuck me, fuck my ass hole now please.”

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