Chapter 324

You slowly, slowly, pushed into Mallory, feeling that she was wet and tight and welcoming, the glans of your cock getting swallowed up by her cunt.

“Like that, my pet?” you asked.

“More, please, Sir,” she panted. “More! Slut-sister Sabrina is teasing me so bad by licking all around my clit hood without touching it, and all I want is to be full of your cock.”

You ground into her deeper, sliding almost halfway in, feeling her squeeze her cunt around you. She was easily as tight as Gemma, your back-of-the-mind worry that her maturity or experience might have left her a little looser being proven false. She felt amazing, and as you reached back around her to grab her other breast, you grunted and speared the rest of your cock into her in one hard thrust.

“Oh!” Mallory grunted. And then she came, her body freezing up for one heartbeat as her head drifted lower, and then she exhaled heavily and sucked in a breath through her nose. “Oh, sir,” she groaned. “That was- I’m sorry I didn’t ask, sir. A good pet asks if she can come.”

“You’re forgiven,” you said, grinning to yourself as you remained buried inside her. “This time. Next time you’ll be punished.”

“And I would deserve it, sir,” she agreed, looking over her shoulder at you as the words were submissive, but your connection through her eyes confirmed to her that you meant it in a fun way, and she confirmed that she would enjoy that.

“Now, my MILF fucktoy,” you said. “It’s time to put you to use.”

You pulled out, feeling her cunt gripping on as she intentionally squeezed you, and then you slammed back into her as she let out an exhaled grunt and then a moan. You did it again, slowly, and then sped it up. You let go of her tits and grabbed her arms, holding her at the elbows to counter-balance as she leaned forward so she could push her ass back at you, and you pulled back to keep her from falling forward.

Slowing briefly, you looked over Mallory’s shoulder to Gemma. “I think you’re free to do whatever you’d like to our MILF’s tits and mouth now, love,” you said.

“Mmm,” Gemma hummed with a grin as you started fucking again. “Part of me is tempted to break out the toys already, but I think this first one...” Gemma came forward again and leaned in out of your view, but by the way Mallory gasped and moaned you assumed Gemma had started sucking on her tits.

Mallory’s back didn’t show her natural build as much as Sabrina’s slender form did and was more like Gemma’s as you followed the line of the MILFs spine down with your eyes to her tailbone. Her skin wasn’t perfect and flawless either, dotted with freckles that had become more prominent as she’d aged. Still smooth and beautiful, but you kept seeing little things that reminded you that this wasn’t Gemma, or even Becks, that you were fucking. Mallory was over twice your age. You were fucking a woman with a daughter one year younger than you.

And, judging by her gasps and the soft squelching that was coming from down below in between the claps of her ass against your hips, you were doing a pretty good job at it.

You let go of one of her arms briefly to clap your hand down on the side of her ass cheek on an outstroke, making Mallory moan, and instead of taking her arm back in your grip you slid that hand up from the base of her neck to wreath your fingers in her blonde hair right at her scalp, holding her tightly and pulling her head back.

“How’s it feel to get fucked by a man half your age, Mallory?” you asked. “To get used by someone who would be more appropriate for your daughter? To be on display and tasted by a throuple who want to fuck you, and give you a taste of all our lust, because we think you’re a fucking sexy woman and delight that you want to be our whore for the afternoon?”