She whimpered.She stamped her feet."Please?"
"Okaaay," he said, with ayou asked forit drawl.With one hand wrapped around her hip, and the other braced on the arm of the sofa, he slammed into her with enough force to make her gasp.On and on he fucked her, his stamina extended by the earlier orgasm.
He brought Kaitlyn to the brink of orgasm three times but never let her go off, each time backing off and slowing down.
"Please, Rob.Please, please, please?"
He loved the way she begged.A wicked idea came into his mind.He pulled out.
"No!"She sounded alarmed."Wait—"
"Go and get me some kind of oil from the kitchen, little housewife.Like olive oil, or coconut.Coconut if you have it because it smells like the beach."
The poor girl could hardly stand.He steadied her as he lifted her from the position.The look of confused frustration on her face was priceless.
He turned her in the direction of the kitchen and slapped her muscular ass."Where's my yes, sir?"
"Yes, sir!"she chirped and lurched forward.
She returned almost instantly with the oil."Was I getting dry?"She looked worried, as if she had been found lacking.
He kissed her freckled nose."Nope.But if you're going to be my 1950's wife, I need to continue your ass training."
She went still, a wary look coming over her face.She shook her head a miniscule amount, almost as if the movement happened unconsciously.
"You don't get to tell me no, Katie-Girl.Not unless you safeword.If you belong to me, then I get all of you.I own every part of you and if I tell you to bend back over that couch for your ass-fucking, then you'd better do it or you'll be punished."
The wariness had not diminished, nor had she moved.
He gripped her shoulders and slowly rotated her, giving her time to protest or safeword if she needed to.When he pushed her back over, he lowered his torso over hers and nibbled her neck."Don't worry, Dimples.I'll make it good for you.I promise."
Her body relaxed under his.Her trust made him feel ten feet tall.
He opened the jar of coconut oil and scooped a generous amount.If it was her first time having anal sex, she would appreciate plenty of lube.With a dollop on the tip of his finger, he circled her little pucker, massaging the oil into the tight muscle, getting her used to the sensation of touch there.He coated his sheathed cock thoroughly with oil.
"Reach back and hold your cheeks apart."
She groaned.
He wrapped his arm around the front of her hips and found her clit with his finger.
She bucked the moment he touched it.
With a feather-light touch, he circled it, making his movement too slow and too light to send her frustrated need level up a notch.He wanted her wanton and ready for him.
"Good girl," he crooned as she trembled beneath him.He angled his cock at her back entrance and applied steady, light pressure."Take me."
The moment he issued the command, her muscles relaxed and allowed him entry.
"Exhale, Katie-Girl."
Again, she obeyed, blowing her breath out audibly.As she did, he eased forward, filling her.
'Ohhh-oh!"Her moan sounded both wanton and alarmed.
"Good girl.Now I want you to touch yourself."He guided her hand to her juicy pussy and pressed her fingers down.She immediately got busy, undulating her fingers.
He set up a slow, easy rhythm, pumping in and out of her ass, adding another dollop of lube until he slid easily.
