I ripped off her panties.

“Spread your legs… lay down on the sofa.”  I was in control of this beautiful fucking slut now!

“Yes, master”, she said humbly. The way she said it sent shock waves of desire from my mind to my cock.

Slowly she walked over to the sofa.  Turning very seductively she batted her eyes at me and laid down on the sofa.  Legs spread, her pussy perfectly shaven with just a little blonde tuft of hair, a landing strip, guiding me into her sweet tight twat. It was perfectly framed by the black fishnets and black garter-belt… a wonderful retreat for my aching cock.  She was one hot sexy whore.

I couldn’t get my pants down fast enough.

My cock was so hard I thought it would explode just from looking at her.  Kneeling down on the sofa between her legs I grabbed her waist and jammed my cock into her. She screamed, almost as if penetration was enough to make her cum! I don’t mind telling you I was impressed with myself.  I withdrew my throbbing cock almost the whole way until just the head was resting against her sweet entrance.  Slamming back into her waiting cunt with such force that I lifted her ass off the sofa.

We bucked back and forth each time getting me closer and closer to the point of no return!  Standing up I grabbed her by the waist and yanked her up draping her supple body across the back of the sofa.  Her ass was up and her legs were spread.  My cock was so hard and was dripping. I fucked the hell out of her sweet pussy and cupped and fondled her lovely perfectly orb-like breasts.  She was such a fucking slut

“Ohhhhh Russell!!!!” She shouted…She came, and then I took out my cock and kept jacking off with one hand, while rubbing her pussy with the other.

“Ohhhh yes!!! Don’t fucking stop!!!! ohhhH!!!!!!” she screamed.

I knew she was ready to cum again and I wanted her to cum in my hand!  With the feel of her sweet juices squirting out into my hand I lost it!

I shot my load a full three feet, all over her dress, her stockings, garters… my cum was all over her and the sofa.  Of course, the fucking slut knew anything drenched in my cum was my property.

“Oohhhhhh!!!! Please!! No more!!!” I backed off diddling her twat. It was fun, but too many orgasms was too much for her to handle sometimes.  I helper her to stand up and together we walked around and sat side by side on the sofa.  She leaned into me I knew she was totally spent and exhausted.

“You’re such a fucking slut.” I smiled.

She looked up at me and smiled.

“I know you are… but what am I?”

We laughed.

I am with Russell and he is such an asshole sometimes, but God does he know how to fuck!  I have never been with a guy that I can be absolutely furious with and in the course of an hour or two we end up fucking and  having a great time.  Then I forget why I was mad at him in the first place.

Things will get back to normal and then we will have another fight and it will start all over again.  I guess I am nothing but a slut, a slut for my Russell!

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