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Amulet | Lupine | 11

 

Ben woke up in a king size plush bed. He could hear some sort of air filter or temperature control running. The room was dark but seemed to be very spacious. Ben flopped around a bit trying to wake himself up. Ben wondered where he was. He tried to remember how he got here. He fought against drifting back to sleep. Eventually a door opened and florescent light spilled in revealing some of the wall.

For a moment Ben was confused about who this person was. Then he realized that it was Tanya and remembered what had happened. Tanya sat down on the bed and served Ben a warm chai.

Between gulps Ben asked Tanya what was going on.

“You’ve only been asleep for a few hours, the other girls thought you might just be taking a nap. While you were sleeping we took showers, did Stair master and aerobics, then we took showers again. The other girls are down in the kitchen.” Tanya replied casually while tucking her bangs behind her ears. Tanya was wearing some sort of bikini with two silk wraps over the two pieces.

“Say Tanya,” asked Ben “what if, what if I decided to spank you, maybe tie a gag onto your mouth and then fuck your ass?”

“Oh, but my little asshole is SOOO tight and your cock is so big…” Answered Tanya with a smile.

Ben considered this as he finished off his drink.
“Ben, could I be so bold as to ask if you could get me a part on that TV show?” Asked Tanya.
“Oh, well that’s kind of complicated, but, uh, I’ll see what I can do.” Lied Ben.
“I’m sure you’ll set it up for me.” Said Tanya with an intimate smile. Ben decided to take advantage of Tanya later. He left his room, which seemed to be decorated in a Japanese style. Eventually he found the stairs to the lower floors. Ben wondered if he could find his way back without getting lost. After wandering for a while he made his way to the first floor kitchen. Tanya had followed him so all three girls were here. But Ben was not interested in all three girls at the moment. Mrs. Rayburn was standing at an island counter reading a magazine. Without a word Ben walked over and stood close behind her. She did not turn around. After a moment the other two girls got the hint and left the room. Mrs. Rayburn was dressed in a similar bikini with silk wrap.
“Don’t turn around.” Commanded Ben. “Take off your panties and hand them back to me.”
Mrs. Rayburn calmly struggled out of her bikini bottom and handed it over her shoulder to Ben. Ben didn’t actually need them so he dropped them on the floor.
“Put your hands on the counter.” Commanded Ben further. “All these years walking around the neighborhood dressed like a fucking slut, now you’re going to get what you deserve.”
“Oh yeah, make me your slut.” Countersigned Mrs. Rayburn. She had not turned around and was slowly straightening and arching her back towards Ben.
“To bad your X-husband isn’t here to see you get fucked like a cat in heat.” Said Ben the emotion rising in his voice.
“You know I love this kind of talk, you make me so fucking hot.” Cooed Mrs. Rayburn as she swayed her ass slightly. Ben dropped the flannel pajamas he seemed to have acquired as he continued the taunting.
“Walking around like that, thinking I couldn’t do anything about it! Now you AND your daughter belong to me!” Screamed Ben as he lost control.
“Fuck me, fuck me.” Whispered Mrs. Rayburn.
“Fucking beg for it!” Screamed Ben.
“Oh god, don't make me beg.” Whined Mrs. Rayburn.
Ben had every intention of making Mrs. Rayburn beg some more. But then he was suddenly ramming his manhood into Mrs. Rayburn's slick warm cunt. He was doing his best to be rough with her but she was completely lubed with her own juice. However, she still had not adjusted to the tight and sensitive pussy that came with her new body.
“Oh my gawd! OH my fucking gaaaawd!” Screamed Mrs. Rayburn and then, overcome with lust, she began sucking on her own shoulder and then her bicep. Ben was pumping away as hard as he could manage, but with the build up and Mrs. Rayburn's obvious lust for him Ben soon blew up inside her. Then he pulled out his little solider.
“No! No! Did you? Don’t stop motherfucker.” Remonstrated Mrs. Rayburn.
“Finish yourself off if you want to.” Gasped Ben.
“Will you lean against me while I do?” Asked Mrs. Rayburn. Ben Complied. After a few quite moments Mrs. Rayburn ceased.
“Nobody fucks as good as you Ben.” Offered Mrs. Rayburn. But Ben was through talking for now.

 

More TV or the rooftop pool, when was the last time you showered?


          “When was the last time Ben showered?”

 
 
 

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