Chapter 296 - 302: Choking A MILF

"Ho-ho, ’love’ you say?" Quinn barked out a dark, cruel laugh, his fingers digging harder into her soft hips. "Just admit the dirty truth. Just say that you love my big cock so bad that you can’t even control your own disgusting urges anymore. A cheating, hypocritical pussy like yours deserves proper punishment."

"Ngnn... ahh, then spank my ass! Spank me!" Natasha cried out, her restraint completely shattering as she buried her face in the armrest. "I want to receive your punishment! Ahhn... ahnn, I want you to treat me as roughly as you can, Quinn! Don’t hold back!"

"Is that even called a punishment if you’re begging for it like a starved stray?" Quinn pulled his trousers downward with a smooth, decisive motion, freeing his heavy length. "Bend your body over properly. Let me deal out my own version of punishment to you."

"W-Will Elaine take long or not?" Quinn asked, eyeing her trembling form with cold amusement. "I hope you actually know her schedule, or else she’ll be absolutely devastated to walk in and see her own mother moaning like a shameless slut on the living room sofa."

Without waiting for an answer, Quinn flipped her silk blouse upward, bunching it beneath her armpits. Her dripping, swollen entrance was instantly laid bare to his naked eyes, glistening wetly under the soft lights of the room.

Heh, I don’t plan on going home today without fucking both of you senseless anyway, Quinn thought to himself, his eyes darkening with possessive lust. I’m going to plant my seeds as early as humanly possible.

He stepped closer, positioning himself right behind her, and aggressively rubbed his heavy, rigid shaft right between the lush cheeks of her rear. He began to work an intense assjob, utilizing the natural cushion of her plump ass combined with his own thick precum as a slippery, hot lubricant.

"Nhnn... ahnn! It will take Elaine an hour or two at least," Natasha gasped, her lower back arching dramatically under the friction. She surrendered all her dignity to the sensation. "Don’t worry about her right now... just fuck me hard! I can’t control my pussy anymore, Quinn, please!"

Natasha raised her ass higher into the air, balancing precariously on her tiptoes in a fully bent-over position against the edge of the sofa. She thrust her hips backward, practically pleading for the intrusion.

"Then you can moan to your heart’s absolute content, my little slut," Quinn growled in her ear. "How about, after this, we enjoy every single corner of your cozy home? This will just be the beginning of your baptism."

Quinn poked the thick tip of his cock directly against her soaking entrance, teasing her swollen lips without granting her full entry just yet.

"Ngnn... ahh, ahnn, please!" Natasha wept out, her knuckles turning white as she squeezed the fabric of the couch. "I don’t even care if you fuck me outside... as long as no one can see us, I’m okay with anything! Just put it inside!"

Natasha could no longer control her ravenous libido. The agony of the previous day had been a torturous trial of her self-restraint. A mere fingering was not enough to put out this fire—it was never going to be enough. She craved a real cock. A thick, massive, pulsing cock that could stretch her open and fill her completely. She lusted for the searing hotness, the brutal warmth, and the heavy impact of his seeds splashing deep inside her womb.

"Let’s move this to your main bedroom, Natasha," Quinn whispered wickedly, pulling her back by her hair just enough to force her to look at him. "Let me make dirty love to you right in your marital bed."

"Ngnn... ahnn, please do! I don’t mind at all! Anywhere!" she pleaded.

He didn’t give her time to walk. Quinn gripped her waist with iron hands and drove himself all the way inside her in one merciless, unrelenting stride.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

The heavy impact echoed through the room as he relentlessly hammered his length into her tight, soaking depths.

"Nghn... ahh, ahnn, ahnn! Yes! This is the exact feeling I was looking for!" Natasha screamed out, her head tossing side to side as waves of intense pleasure flooded her nervous system.

"You said you wanted a spanking, right? Heh, then I’ll give you every bit of what you begged for, Natasha!"

Pah! Pah! Pah!

His heavy palm came down repeatedly against the soft, flushed flesh of her exposed buttocks, leaving fiery red marks that contrasted sharply with her pale skin.

"Nghn! Yes, I love this! Ahnn... ahnn, please hit me harder, Quinn!" Natasha wailed, completely losing herself to the overwhelming sensory overload. "Ahn... ahn, treat me like a trashy plaything! Destroy me!"

Natasha had finally unlocked the deep, hidden desires she had buried for decades. She loved feeling helpless; she loved being treated like a mindless plaything for his amusement.

"Oh, what a dirty little development!" Quinn roared, his pace growing faster and more violent. "Did my seeds go straight to your brain, you slut?!"

Quinn reached forward and grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her head back while a cruel, new idea took shape in his mind.

"Ngnn... ahnn, ahnn!"

"You’re nothing but a dog, Natasha. Bark like a dog for me right now!" Quinn demanded, relentlessly ramming his cock deep into her tight core. He shifted his grip, using his thick forearm to choke her gently against his chest while his other hand kept a vise-like grip on her hair.

It was a hard, degradation-filled treatment, but it was precisely the kind of harsh passion her starved body secretly adored.

Squelch... squelch... squelch...

The wet, loud sounds of their joining filled the room, accompanied by the desperate slap of skin against skin.

Argh, her pussy is tightening up on its own! Quinn gritted his teeth, feeling the intense inner walls clamping down around his shaft like a suction cup. She really was a dormant volcano all these years, and now my cock has finally triggered this massive masochist side of her!

Quinn didn’t stop for a single second. Natasha’s eyes rolled completely into the back of her head, her jaw slumping open as long, glistening strands of saliva escaped her lips and dripped down her chin.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

He delivered another brutal series of slaps to her tender ass, forcing her back to the harsh reality of the sensation.

"Don’t you dare lose consciousness of me, Natasha!" Quinn ordered harshly. "You wanted this so badly, right? So you better brace that slutty pussy of yours for a real, long pounding!"

"Ngnn! Ahnn... ahn! I’m not... I won’t lose my mind, ahn... ahn!" she gasped, trying to keep her eyes focused through the haze of ecstasy.

"Then prove it! Say that you’re a dignified mother who wanted nothing more than the thick cock of a complete stranger!" Quinn grunted, suddenly shifting his stance.

He wrapped his strong arms under her thighs and effortlessly lifted her whole body off the couch, holding her suspended in midair while remaining fully embedded inside her. With his sheer physical power, performing such demanding sexual exhibitions was barely an inconvenience. He possessed the strength to lift a small building or a massive boulder without breaking a sweat, so holding a busty MILF like Natasha in a deep, gravity-defying carry required almost no effort at all.

He began bouncing her up and down on his shaft with terrifying speed and depth.

"Nghn... ahn! Ahn... I am... a dignified... ahnn!" she stammered out, her lungs squeezed by the raw momentum of his thrusts.

"Say it clearly, damn it! I don’t want to hear your half-assed confessions!" Quinn growled, tightening his arm slightly around her neck to exert more dominance.

"Gluckk... gluckk... I—I can’t breathe... ahnn!" Natasha choked out, her feet dangling helpless in the air as he pounded her endlessly from below.

"Heh, yes, you can’t! And I won’t let you breathe if you keep slacking off like that! Now say it properly!"

"Nghn... ahn... ahnn! I am a dignified mother who loves the cock of a stranger!" Natasha wailed out at the top of her lungs, abandoning the last shred of her dignity. "Ahhn... the young friend of my own son is fucking me raw!"

"Yes! Say more! I know you’re hiding even dirtier desires deep down, so say it all!" Quinn loosened his choking arm just enough for a fresh rush of oxygen to hit her lungs, fueling her dynamic vocalizations.

"Nghn... ahnn! I can’t forget this massive cock!" Natasha cried out, tears of overwhelming pleasure streaming down her red cheeks.

"I got completely addicted after tasting your cock while my own son was sleeping just a few millimeters away from me in the other room! Ahn... ahn, that fragile, thin wooden door was the only saving grace keeping me from being exposed as a filthy slut!"

As her frantic confession echoed through the air, her inner muscles contracted in a violent climax, spraying her warm nectar uncontrollably.