I'll fuck you on only one condition
Quinn spread her legs ready to welcome Henry's length. He smirked when he saw her eagerness.
He placed his tip at her entrance, and rocked back and forth. His actions were teasing, and soon Quinn began getting impatient.
"What the hell are you doing? Go ahead and fuck me... What are you waiting for?" Quinn hissed irritatedly.
Henry chuckled,
"I will only fuck you on one condition." He continued teasing her.
"What condition? Can't you just fuck me now, let's talk later?" Quinn tried moving her body.
He was hard, so why was he acting tough?
"I want to see your daughter." Henry declared.
Quinn was quite amused. Was he trying to lure her into agreeing?
She remained mute, with an obstinate look plastered on her face.
Henry thrust into her without warning, and just as Quinn was about to close her eyes in pleasure, he pulled out again.
Quinn glared at him. It seemed he was serious about his condition.
"I agree. You would see her soon enough. So go ahead and fuck me.." Quinn acquiesced impatiently.
Henry smirked; he had won after all.
He roughly spread her legs wider than it already was. He slowly entered her.
"Quit teasing me, Henry. I agreed already, haven't I?" Quinn pulled him down, and captured his lips.
Henry was surprised. She had never taken the initiative to kiss him first. He was always the one making the move.
Quinn sucked his lips fiercely. She wanted him to know how impatient she was feeling at that moment.
Henry didn't waste time further. He thrust his dick into her wet and welcoming pussy.
"Uhhhh.... Yeah..." She ran her hands through his hair as she moaned softly. His dick stretched her walls and she closed her eyes in pleasure.
She moved her hips to match his thrust.
"Moan my name, Quinn. I wanna hear you moan out my name as I fuck you." Henry squeezed her breasts softly.
"Uuuhh... Mmmmm... Fuck me Henry... Fuck me hard." She moaned out biting her lower lip softly.
Henry watched her. At times he wished he could just become one with her. The pleasure she was giving him was bliss...
He increased his pace.
The couch was not spared as it made a creaking sound.
"Seems the couch needs to be changed..." Quinn chuckled.
"Are you looking down on me? I'm fucking you, and you are talking about the couch. Seems I should fuck you harder than this." With that he banged her harder than before.
Quinn's moans became loud...
"Fuckkkk.... Aaah.... !!!!!" Quinn's body glistened with her own sweat.
Both of them soon climaxed at the same time, and Henry emptied his load inside her.
"Aren't you afraid I will get pregnant?" Quinn panted.
"Maybe you already did, and you hid it from me. Who knows?" Henry shrugged, as he pulled himself from her body.
Quinn didn't respond, she sat up on the couch. She was still naked, but she didn't mind.
What part of her had he not seen before?
Henry pulled her up and sat on her position. He then dragged her down again.
His dick entered her hole directly, and Quinn moaned loudly.
"Damn.. That felt so good." She moaned out.
Henry grabbed on her peaches and sucked on her nipples gently.
Quinn threw her head back as she indulged in the pleasure he was giving her.
"Ummm...."
He grabbed her soft ass softly and guided her as she began riding his dick softly.
"Faster Quinn... Ride my fucking dick." He applied pressure as he continued sucking her nipple like a starved child.
Faster and faster, Quinn continued riding his rock hard dick.
Spasms upon spasms of pleasure continued hitting her. She couldn't even think properly....
All she could think of, was the dick inside her, and Henry's warm mouth on her breasts.
"I'm near." She panted as she increased her pace.
Henry pulled his mouth away from her nipple, and grabbed her ass.
Quinn gripped his shoulders to maintain her balance...
Soon, they climaxed for the second time.
Quinn lay on his body completely exhausted. She tried to steady her breathing.
Henry's heart was also beating fast...
That was intense!
"Have you heard of BDSM before?" Henry suddenly questioned.
"And what is that?" Quinn raised her head to look at him.
"Oh, it's nothing... Forget it." Henry waved his hands as he chuckled.
"So, when can I get to meet Emelda? That's her name right?" Henry asked cautiously.
He was afraid that she would still reject him.
"Soon... Maybe in two weeks time." Quinn felt there was no use keeping them away from each other. She might as well reveal the truth when they met.
She didn't want her daughter to hate her...
"Really? I look forward to it , then..." Henry was enthusiastic.
He didn't know why, but he wanted to meet her...
"So... Tell me the truth. Are you really married?" He held his breath as he waited for her response.
She slowly got down from his body.
"You will find out in two weeks time." With that, she picked her clothes and made her way upstairs.
He stared at her nude body and felt himself harden again...
He couldn't possibly follow her and fuck her again right?
Well, it wasn't his fault for being so obsessed with her body.
She could only blame herself for being so sexy and beautiful.
Recalling her words, his mind began beating fast again...
Maybe she wasn't married.... But what if she was?
He didn't want to think about it.... Maybe he should just get married to her and claim her for himself?
When he had been his maid, such thoughts never crossed his mind. But now, she held a status even greater than his....
Yes, he wanted to marry her, because of her status....
Yes, that was it....
He desperately assured himself.
He couldn't possibly be in love with her right?
Bull dung!
That would be absurd!
He massaged his temples.
In two weeks time..... He would get his answers...
Two weeks...
