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Chapter 913: Chapter 913

I leaned forward a little more, keeping my foot planted on her face, and reached under her again. This time I found her clit and rubbed it in firm, rough circles while I kept pounding her ass without mercy. The dual sensation made her whole body jerk under me.

"You’re going to cum like this," I told her, voice low and mean. "Face pinned under my foot, tits flat on a dirty bed, asshole full of cock that doesn’t belong to your husband. Cum for me like the desperate slut you are. Do it. Cream yourself while I use this hole."

"Ohh... EVAN..."

Carrie’s moans climbed higher and higher. Her hands, trapped under her chest, clenched into fists in the sheets. Her asshole started clamping down around my cock in stronger, more rhythmic spasms. I rubbed her clit faster and fucked her harder, giving her no escape from the overwhelming stimulation.

"That’s it... right there... don’t stop..." she gasped, voice breaking. "Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop..."

I didn’t. I kept the same brutal pace, foot still pressing her face into the mattress, cock slamming deep into her stretched hole, fingers working her clit without mercy. The bedframe rattled. The wet, filthy sounds of her ass getting used filled every corner of the room.

Carrie’s entire body locked up.

A raw, high scream tore out of her throat as she came hard, louder and more broken than before. Her asshole seized around my cock in violent, milking pulses that almost forced me over the edge with her. Clear wetness flooded from her empty pussy onto the sheets in a sudden rush.

She shook violently under my foot and my weight, thick thighs trembling, soft broken screams still spilling out of her while the intense orgasm ripped through her in wave after wave. I kept fucking her through every powerful contraction, grinding deep and rubbing her clit until the strongest spasms finally started to fade into helpless aftershocks.

Even then I stayed buried to the hilt, foot still resting against her flushed, tear-streaked cheek, cock still stretching her open while she lay completely spent and trembling beneath me, unable to do anything except take the last deep, slow thrusts I gave her used hole.

"That’s enough of this hole, huh?"

"Ah..."

I finally pulled out of her ass. Carrie lay there panting, face still pressed into the sheets where my foot had been. I rolled her onto her back. She went limply, thighs falling open, the thin black babydoll still bunched under her soft tits. Her pussy looked swollen and shiny, a thin trail of her own wetness running down toward the mattress.

I climbed between her legs, hooked my hands under her knees, and pushed them up and back until her ankles rested on my shoulders. The position folded her open completely. Her soft stomach flexed, her tits shifted with the movement, and her cunt was right there, pink and dripping, ready for me.

I lined my cock up and pushed into her pussy in one long, smooth thrust. The heat and wetness swallowed me instantly. She was so soaked from everything we had already done that I sank all the way to the hilt with almost no resistance.

"Oh fuck... yes..." Carrie moaned, head tipping back.

"There it is," I groaned, staying deep for a second. "That wet fucking pussy. You feel that? How easily you took every inch after I just used your ass?"

I started thrusting hard and deep right away. The wet slap of my hips against her soft ass filled the room. Every time I bottomed out her tits bounced and a short, punched-out sound left her throat.

"Oh fuck yeah, just like that," I muttered, fucking her harder. "Take it. Take this cock like the dirty girl you are. Look at how deep I’m getting in this married cunt."

"Fuck... Evan... it’s so deep..." she gasped, hands gripping the sheets.

"Yeah? You like it deep?" I angled my hips and drove in harder. "You like feeling my cock rearrange this pussy after I already stretched your asshole open? Say it."

"I like it... fuck... I love how deep you are..."

"That’s right. Tell me how good this cock feels while I’m folding you in half."

"MMMHH... Fuck, yess... yes, yes, yes..."

I kept the pace strong and steady, using her legs on my shoulders for leverage. Every thrust made her soft body rock on the cheap mattress. Her pussy was dripping, the wet sounds getting louder and filthier with every stroke. I leaned forward a little, pushing her legs even closer to her chest, and started talking right against her ear between hard thrusts.

"Oh fuck yeah... squeeze me just like that. This pussy is gripping my cock so fucking good. You’re soaked. Dripping down my balls already. You love getting used in a shitty motel like this, don’t you?"

"Yes... yes I do..." she moaned, voice breaking on every thrust. "Fuck me... please keep fucking me just like that..."

"I’m not stopping. I’m going to keep pounding this wet cunt until you cum all over my cock. You want that? You want to cream yourself while your legs are up on my shoulders?"

"Yes... please... I want to cum..."

I fucked her faster, shorter and harder strokes that made the bed creak under us. One hand stayed under her knee; the other reached down and roughly groped one of her soft tits, pinching the nipple hard enough to make her cry out.

"Oh fuck... listen to that," I groaned. "That wet fucking sound. Your pussy is making such a mess. It’s sucking me back in every time I pull out. Greedy little hole."

"It’s yours... use it... fuck... use my pussy..."

"Oh, don’t you worry," I slapped her left tit. "I’m using this married pussy however I want. Look at you. Legs up, tits bouncing, taking every hard thrust like you were made for it. You came here to get fucked stupid and that’s exactly what you’re getting."

Carrie’s moans were constant now, high and broken. Her pussy started fluttering around my cock in short, desperate pulses. I could feel her getting close. I kept the same hard rhythm, talking right through it.

"That’s it... I can feel you getting tighter. You’re gonna cum, aren’t you? You’re gonna cum all over this cock while I keep talking shit to you. Do it. Cum for me. Cream this fucking cock."

"I’m close... fuck... Evan I’m so close..."

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