Walter & Jacque 2 (special preview)

“I’ve never been so turned on,” Walter moans. “Let me fuck you.”

I smirk, proud of how far this pretty has come. “What?” I taunt. “In daddy’s room?” I feign a dramatic gasp. “How forbidden! How awful! Such a naughty, horrible child you are.”

Walter grabs me and bends me over a chair. He easily slides back inside me and I realize how turned on he really is. He fucks me with a ferociousness I’ve only ever gotten from Tupac. Walter fucks me like a crazed little animal, almost wild and uninhibited. 

I cry out rather loud, cumming into Chel’s tacky little panties. Walter keeps going, snarling and grunting as he uses me as his own personal toy. I whine and moan, still enjoying this wildness from him. When he finally does cum, he pulls me back hard against him. I feel his heat deep inside me and my lashes flutter.

“Oh fuck,” I groan. “Holy shit-” I try to catch my breath. “You fucking monster.”

Walter grins, stepping back and enjoying the view of his cum dribbling from my used little pucker. “We better leave, I’m still amped up.”

I tuck away Chel’s panties so it looks like Edgar attempted to throw them away. We then leave, going back to Walter’s room where we hop into the shower.

“What the hell came over you,” I sigh. “You became such a beast in there. I wasn’t ready.”

Walter chuckles bashfully. “Not quite sure.” He kisses my neck from behind. “I didn’t hurt you did I?”

“Not enough,” I grin.

“The thought of being there-” he sighs. “I’ve never gotten so hard before. It was painful but it felt so good.”

“I know.” I turn around and kiss him. “I could tell. I’d like to see that side of your more often.”

“I don’t think I could ever be that bold again,” he huffs. 

“That’s part of what makes it so fun,” I purr.

After the shower we hang out in his room a bit, watching some TV for a while. We have a few drinks and I lounge back on the sofa.

“What’re you thinking?” Walter asks me.