Chapter 5

“Oh, fuck me ... harder ... harder, damn it! Thank you! Thank you!” Hannah screamed louder on one of my many strokes inside her.

“Ah, Mama likes, huh ... Daddy likes, too!” I told Hannah as I slapped her butt again, having lost track of time and stopped worrying about its passage for a little while now.

“Fuck, yeah ... Mama loves this!” Hannah grinned impishly as she bucked her hips and pushed back rather playfully at me.

We were no longer in the living room. We were in her bed ... or, rather OUR bed now. I planned to grab my stuff later, but I was committed to moving in with Hannah and shacking up with her. She was gonna be my concubine, for lack of a better word, now. She knew her place, which was good. She was my companion, my lover, my plaything. She was to quit her regular job and work as a camgirl, so she could make more working fewer hours and be more available for me and my needs. With any luck, she could save enough to retire relatively young, even if she was a cougar.

Hannah already knew that I wasn’t the faithful kind. I made that clear to her from the outset. Nor was I going to share details of how I got laid with her until or unless it suited my mood. It really wasn’t her business, anyway, who else I fucked unless or until it pleased me to share or divulge such information with her. I was gonna be a benevolent master, but she knew who was the boss at home. That was just how it had to be. I was sick and tired of living under someone else’s rules and roof. It was my turn to be head of the household, especially now that I was a god.

As I grabbed Hannah’s buns again, I exploded inside her for the third time now. Or was that the fourth? All that I knew was that I completely enjoyed my coupling with the gorgeous blonde divorcee. I leaned over and kissed her cheeks, even playfully bit them, as I pulled the empty wine and beer bottle from her asshole. Yes, I had stretched her pucker a bit more by putting both bottles in her bum at once for kicks. She had a vast gape now where her rosebud was normally rather tight, causing me on a whim to piss into the chasm.

“Marking your territory, babe?” Hannah laughed softly, but didn’t complain, even as we walked together back to the shower to wash up after sex.

“Damn, straight, my dear. Damn straight!” I chuckled as I fondled and lathered up my lovely, plump companion in the shower.

“Hey, that’s much better than treating me as an afterthought, which Norris often did. There were times that I could swear that he was disgusted by my weight gain, but I’m sorry ... I’m not gonna be as skinny as I was when I first met him ... I popped out five babies for him! Excuse me if I can’t quite keep off the extra pounds all the way,” Hannah ranted before I kissed her hard on the mouth.

“Honey buns, there ain’t nothin’ wrong with your body, okay? Don’t even go there! Plump is in again, or didn’t you get the memo? Plump and juicy!” I laughed while caressing her again and making out fiercely with my new lady love.