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Hopeless Conviction. ( Me and kat )

Grace could feel it, she was so close. It had been so long, since the last time she had an orgasm while having sex. Paul just didn't care, and it never lasted long enough for her to actually enjoy it. But now, he fucked her so hard, and with such a passion. She knew that the orgasm that was about to roll over her, would be unlike any she had ever felt before.
As he started to change the angle of his penetration, Grace really didn't have any way of telling him, when he hit a good spot. Except for her moaning. And it came quite natural for her to moan louder as her gave her more pleasure. Her moans turned into wimping as she felt her muscles starting to cramp up.

"I'm.. coming" Her legs shook under her, as the orgasm finally rolled in over her. It took all of her strength to keep standing on all fours. She could feel how she tightened around his cock, which only made the orgasm that much more enjoyable. Grace cried out in pleasured loud moans, as the orgasm rolled over her like great waves on a deserted beach.
 
" God... Y-yesss ! " he groans as grace finally reached her orgasm, dragging him along in her wake as that convulsing around his girt so demandingly milked him, he could only kneel behind her and hold firmly to her hips, holding her hard against his crotch as he came with a loud groan, once more to unload himself into her hungry cunt.

" Such.. a fine fuck toy you are.. " he groans behind her, gasping for breath still as this second release had become more intense then even the first, prompting Jack to plug himself now from her clenching and quivering love hole before it would try to suck him in for even more.
A few spurts of his cum would fire across her ass when he leaned back, trying to lay onto the bed besides her now and even pull her into somewhat of a spoon position just to rest besides another, allowing her a moment to soak up her own release while he would take this moment to find a little rest.

" that's what your going to be my lovely, my fuck toy, wont you ? " he teased her though, his left hand reaching down between her legs where he slow and gently massaged over her pussy, exploring it's wetness and warmth after her orgasm, while also underlining his words, as though her worth was being reduced to this one hole that he so greedily fucked twice now.
 
Grace moaned along side with him, as he came inside her. His compliment made her smile, as rough as it might be, she still saw it as a compliment. A job well done. Well, at least there was something she was good at, even if Paul would never know. She would know, and that would be enough. Once he withdrew from her, and lay down, she lay down as well, grateful for the break. Grace's curvy body was glistening with sweat, as he pulled her close to spoon with her, as they both caught their breaths. Of all the thoughts she had had about Jack so far, she wouldn't have picked him to be the spooning kind.

Grace turned her head to face him. "If you want me to" She said, her voice barely more than a whisper. She felt completely at his mercy, as his hand once again made its way to her wet center. She sighed heavily, and rested her forehead against his, while she placed her hand on top of his, urging him on.
 
Jack chuckled and kept focusing his hands work on massaging grace's cunt, feeling around her spread passage and the warm wetness flowing from it whilst gently massaging her clit.

" Careful what your saying woman, I don't care if it's a spur of the moment decision, but if you do go as far and do as your told, I am going to take advantage of it ! " he says and then leans closer to whisper. " dare to say, If I want you to, and I say your a slave, with no rights of your own, and then it wont be just a weekend that your ass will raise to present itself to me.. " he warns her then, and though he knew her only for a few hours, he was taking these words seriously, she was a young woman compared to him, and quite desirable, if she was willing to be as weak, he'd make her his slave, and treat her as such too.

" Now, fuck toy, I think you do want more.. " he moans, leaning closer to steal another kiss, his hand still idly playing with her cunt to still taunt her body, though already aiming for his next goal, still to use a few more moments of rest, but then he would try the rest of her body.
 
Grace didn't reply immediately. What was she supposed to reply to that? She wanted to escape from her life, yes. She did want him to do what ever he pleased with her, yes. But she couldn't just jump in like that. Grace knew that if Paul ever found out, me might actually kill her. There was no exaggeration in that thought. If he didn't kill her, he would beat her half to dead and then leave her. Perhaps never to return. And then what would she do? She had no job, no education, no money. She would be on her own.
But Grace didn't want to tell him about all of that. Then he might actually think she was a dirty slut, and not in the sexy way he was thinking it now.

Lucky for her, he didn't wait for a reply, but instead kissed her again, wiping all thoughts of Paul, and the consequences of her actions, pulling her back into the world of lust, sweaty bodies, passion and desire. A jolt of pleasure shot through her body, every time his fingers stroke past her clit. Although her body was in need of a break, she couldn't deny that she wanted more. Grace put her other hand behind his neck, pulling him closer to intensify the kiss as she sought out his tongue with hers.
 
Grace was like way in his hands, or so it seemed to Jack, she was getting very comfortable with the role she was pushed into, and that alone made her look like a slut to him. It wasn't in a bad way though, she was a slut in bed, and that was good, he doubted she'd be like that out in the open, much to shy for it as it would seem, though with a bit of manipulation, well, she could be blushing quite pretty if she where to be coerced into one or the other humiliating action.

" Starved for attention, aren't you ? " he moans as he broke from the kiss again, allowing it to last for a few moments only, to eager to push her and see where her limits where. " Maybe I should take advantage of it and do something less desirable to you my poor fuck doll.. " he said with a grin, leaning to briefly tease her lips with his before adding.

" I would love to fuck your face, but Right now I want to hear you groan, your going to please me.. " he hissed then, his left hand shoving her left thigh up so her rear would come exposed a little more, and then his hand roamed over her thigh, up to her buttock, and then over to his cock as he scooted his body closer to hers to try and shove his tip up against her tight pucker.

" Relax. " was all he said then, looking into her eyes as he started to push, trying to invade her anal passage now to finally ravage that lovely ass, so enamored with it that he wouldn't mind causing her discomfort or even a bit of pain while he took it, and poor Grace would have to endure, and god, he loved it when a woman endured it for him, even if she disliked it, it was such a fine way to show that she was serving him in hopes to please.
 
Grace stopped for a second and met his eyes. It was true, she was starved for attention. She never got any, at least not any male attention. Having a man giving her the time of day, really was a nice change, even if it was just for her body. So nice that she was prepared to let him do as he pleased. If it went badly, she could just not come back to that nightclub again. But if she said no, he might get mad. Lord knows Paul never was very understanding of the word no. So how was she supposed to know that some men actually had manners? Either he would get mad, or just leave. And like he said, she was starved for attention. She would let him do as he pleased, if he just stayed, and didn't beat her up.

Felling his tip as her ass, made her sigh deeply. She understood what he was about to do, although she had never tried it before, she couldn't wait to feel it. Grace tried to relax, as he told her to. She took a deep breath, apparently making enough room for him to make his way inside. Grace gasped, she liked the tight feeling of his cock up her ass, although it was a bit painful, that feeling and the look on his face, made it worth it. She was pleasing him, just as he would please her. And that was all that mattered.
 
" Yesss... " he groaned in little more then a whisper, slowly to shove himself deeper into her tight behind, though one halfway in, pausing so he could shove himself up.

" Lets, get this in, deeper.. " he moaned, grabbing Graces leg to lift it up onto his shoulder, exposing both her holes as he moved to kneel over her other leg, carefully to scoot closer not to hurt her with any sudden movement, but the, slowly press his hips forward to sink deeper yet.

" And now... I'll have me a fine serving... of your other fuck hole my dear.. " he groans then, once more to scoot closer so he can apply more force to his thrusts, only to begin taking her rear with slow long thrusts, eager not to damage her rear so he could really enjoy it soon. And oh was this enjoyable, watching her while slowly fucking her sideways, and though he wanted to try pounding her properly, he loved to watch how she squirmed for him taking him inside her anal passage.

" Yes, that's a nice.. back up pussy you have ... I think... I'll be visiting this hole.. plenty.. " he exclaimed, leaning himself further forward to put some weight against her raised leg, lifting her ass into a more suitable pose with it, while allowing his left hand the freedom now to reach at grace's dew drooling honey pot to sink two fingers in, starting to work it with a swift pace to make it even more pleasant for her to endure, enough to make her relax as he would want to fulfill his desire soon to clash hard with her buttocks.
 
There was an expression of a held back moan, on Grace's face as he made his way further in. She let him move around with her legs, putting her in a more comfortable position for him, and for her. The held back moan finally escaped her, when he started slowly fucking her. It was unlike anything she had ever imagined it would be. Painful, but in a pleasant way, however odd that might sound.

The pain stopped quickly, at least with this slow pace it did. But the pleasurable tight feeling lingered. As he sank his fingers into her, she lost all notice of the slight discomfort. She found herself wondering how many women he would have practiced on before he perfected at this. He seemed like a man of experience, so she figured the number would be quite a high one. How ever he had come by these skills, they were making Grace dizzy as she held on to the sheets. She kept her eyes on his face, enjoying how something as simple as he ass could give him that much pleasure.
 
" Mmm, very ... good.. " he moans as he feels her ass growing more and more comfortable with his dick inside her, so now he would dare slowly increasing his pace and thrust a little harder against her ass, enjoying the feel of her buttocks slapping against his right hip each time he thrusts into her.

He would then however stop his motion and simply grind himself in a circling motion against her, stretching her anal passage a little while hissing. " Mm, here's, what I'll do woman, since your so eagerly throwing yourself in for the whole weekend, I have to assume your quite the hungry closet slut.. " he hisses at her. " Well, since you seem to shy... to get what you want.. I'll simply force you to it.. " he adds, turning her to the left then so she'd be laying on her belly, allowing him to lean over her back to feel her buttocks pressing hard against his crotch.

" I'm going to take you home tomorrow, and I will make you my fuck doll, remember that, if you slut dare to come along when we leave the motel, you'll have to do exactly as your told, and I will use you, and if you dare decline even a single thing, I will punish you.. " he explains, leaning to nip at he left side of her neck for a moment before he adds. " Understood ? " at her ear, giving her an ultimatum, far to early perhaps as they only just met, though he felt as though she was just as desperate for the passion as he was to have his private plaything, holding power over a woman to come over and over again to spread her legs was a deal much more delicious then hoping weekly for a woman easy enough to come along for a one night stand.
 
"Mmmm" Grace moaned in a repressed sound of pleasure, as he moved in circles inside of her. "Understood" she whispered, and tilted her head a bit, giving him better access to her neck. "I would.. But.. " She moaned. "My.. Husband." She took a moment to look at him. "He would kill me" If anyone wanted to escape, it would be her. She usually daydreamed about running away, and just leaving him, not knowing where she had gone. But then he would come home, slap her around and rape her. And she'd loose all hope of escape. The only thing that kept her spirits up, was her daughter, when she came to visit, everything just seemed that bit brighter. The few times she actually worked up the courage to leave, her eyes would fall on one of the many pictures of their daughter, and she would loose all her courage again.

Grace hoped he wouldn't take the whole husband thing too serious. But since he had picked her up at a bar without as much as asking if she was married or not, she figured he wouldn't care.
 
" Shh, it's to late to feel sorry dear, your in bed with a stranger with his dick up your ass. " he hisses, and then underlines his words as his hips start to move slowly again. " You gave me the weekend, so now I give you something else, you'll either be a good slut and make sure to stay close to me when I go home, hoping I'll care to fuck you raw, or you can pretend this was just a little adventure, and go home in the morrow.. " he explained, though sounding more as he where to coerce her, to which the words didn't really fit, yet.

" I think we both know what will happen though, you like to be used, you just need someone to use you that see's what a fine bitch you are.. " he groans at her ear, slowly increasing the pace against her delightful buttocks.

" So, I think you'll be a good girl, do come along, and you'll commit yourself to obey me, because if you don't, I would tie you down, use you anyway, and then punish you. " he explained, getting a bit extreme there, though he was craving to leave the gloves off now, she had shown herself so submissive ever since the club, either lacking the will to disobey a man, or so desperate for real passion that she didn't mind being used, or simply just a closet slut bathing within the moment that a man would use her and find such delight in her, and not so in an abusive way.

Whatever it was with her, Jack insisted on pushing her harder now, she was weak and hungry for more attention, which was the best moment to tell her, the worst that would happen was that she got turned off, though opposed to her regaining her shy nature and simply denying herself this pleasure, she was now more receptive to suggestion in his eyes, enjoying herself being used in such ways, and eager perhaps to explore this new venue for her, she had already given herself to him for the weekend, and now she could simply experiment with this lust. Least, that how jack would see her reacting, and he sure hoped she was curious enough to give in and allow herself to be the slave of this stranger, only for the remainder of this weekend.
 
A slight laugh came across her ragged breath, at his words. "I'm not sorry.. But he would kill me" She smiled at him. In a way she would wish that he could see her now. See how another man wanted her, with so much passion that he would never be able to compare to Jack. Grace would love to have the courage to belittle him, with how weak he was compared to Jack. But if she was faced with him, she knew she would never gather up the courage to actually tell him that.

Grace considered his 'offer' as he talked. She had said that she had all weekend, and she did. Paul didn't come home until Wednesday next week. It would leave her plenty of time to recover from whatever he wanted to do to her. Perhaps she would go with him. A whole weekend of this, what harm could it do? She decided not to say anything about it now, it could be decided in the morning. He would probably seduce her into going. But as long as he let her go before Paul came home, it would be okay.
For now she just enjoyed the attention she got, and the tense feeling of having his cock inside of her.
 
" Shhh! " he snarled in demand. " Your mine, no one cares about your husband, your in bed with me, and you'll not waste another thought on anyone but the man in bed with you. A Slaves purpose is only to please her Master, another word about another man, and I will punish you ! " he groans at her ear, forbidding her to even think of her husband, Jack wasn't fond of the idea that she was involving another man, even verbally, and though he got a decent guess what she was getting at, she was in bed with him right now, and after she had shown such obedience, he would not allow her to be with anyone but himself tonight.

" Now spread your legs, I'm going to fuck your ass hard Slave, and It wont be gentle. " he warned her then, already giving her a taste of things to come as he begun to openly treat her his slave, toying with her mind as he soon would push and push harder until she would come along, or run away crying over the mistake to have followed him into bed, it was a do or die moment to him now. This time, not because he was sure that she would submit, but because he wanted her to submit, even if only for tonight, she was his bitch, and his alone, and she'd do her duty pleasing her Master.
 
His groan made her smile, and bite her lip lightly. Grace wanted to please him, and the last thing she wanted was to think of her husband as she did that. If she had the choice she would choose him to punish her, over Paul, any day. As she had the feeling that the punishment would be quite different than the kind Paul would inflict on her.

Grace spread her legs, like a good slave. "Yes master" She made sure to sound as alluring as she could. It being something she hadn't done that often, made it a bit difficult for her. But she pulled it off, and convinced herself that she would get better at it. At least if she decided to spend the rest of the weekend with him, she would.
 
" Good girl.. " he would groan, adjusting his position over her a little bit, and then start anew to fuck her, though this time there was no more holding back, he would start outright to slam himself firmly against her buttocks as he insisted on fucking her quite hard and fast, his right hand reaching at her neck from below to hold her by it, not squeezing, just holding to it so her head would come up a little higher, forbidding for her to hide her mouth against the bed and possibly drown out the pleasure or pain he was causing her.

" Yes, sign fuck toy, do let me hear how hard your working.. to give up on.. your tight ass.. " he groans over her, shoving his other hand back down to her pussy to return to fingering her with two fingers, adding more pleasure to this act for her as he possibly was hurting her badly this time, though he would not slow down or stop, poor grace would have to give this to him, just for his delight of truly using her this time.

" Yes, be glad... your not expected home soon... you wont be.. walking straight for a while. " he groaned at her though, lettingher know that he was enjoying to do this to her, and enjoying that she would endure, though he would not hesitate to force his way now, she didn't agree to be a slave yet, and still he gave into the urge of simply possessing her and thus giving her to feel who's bitch she was with this act.
 
Grace made sure not to hold back on her sounds as he fucked her so brutally hard. The whimpering sounds that came from her was half made from pain and half from pleasure. Having him thrust so hard into her, in such a quick pace, without any sort of lubricant, made it a painful experience. Not lessened by the fact that he was so big. The pleasure came from the look on his face, the sounds he made and the fact that he had his fingers insider her as well, making it all a bit more bearable.

She wanted to prove to him, that she could take it. She could be a good slave. There were so few things she was any good at, she hoped that this might be one. She could cook and she could clean. That was about it. Grace felt like she would let him do anything, as long as he kept looking at her with that hungry look of his. It made her feel special. Although he might have taken any woman willing to go with him. She felt special anyway.
 
" Yess... cum for me... cum.. and soak the bed... with your juices.. " he snarls at her, groaning and huffing in between moans as he pounded her ass so firmly, occasionally though to pull his fingers from her cunt to pinch or simply massage her clitoris, assaulting her sensitive flower in exchange for the pain he might be causing her, and Grace sounded in pain, though she endured it, and moaned even as part of this abuse seemed to arouse her, and that, in turn, drove jack nuts.

It was unbelievable, he could her rear clench so hard around his rod, her pussy seemingly trying to milk his fingers, and the woman herself moaning and whimpering below him, it was as though she was begging for him to do it, as though she wanted it, even the pain he caused her, as long as he truly fucked her for who she was, not just because she was easy enough to spread her legs. And o did he want her, grace was the perfect picture of a slave right now, at least to Jack, a desirable woman, and even more so one that submitted to him as though she knew him for month already, trusting him enough to even let him hurt her, and god, did it feel good to put her through this ordeal.

" Yes, just .. a little... gnnh ! " he moaned soon, unable to finish announcing of how he was about to cum as the release happened before he could word it, the man above her pressing hard against her ass to make sure his seed would pour deep within her, as though every inch less and it would be wasted some place else.
" oohoo... god.. I'm... cumming... " h managed shortly after though, late in his announcement as the warmth of his release was already flowing into her bowls. " Milk it grace, suck it dry and show me, what a fine catch .. you are.. " he'd moan and whimper over her, wanting for her rear to clench harder and not allow a single drop of his seed to be spared, he wanted it all inside of her, so she would feel still for a while what she had given to this man whom had such a strong hunger to ravage her body.
 
With every thrust Grace whimped just to please him. The sound coming from deep in her belly, like the hidden desire she hadn't known excised before tonight. It rolled up her throat and across her lips, letting him know just how much she was enjoying the rough treatment. Her fingers joined his, in massaging her clit, in order to obey his next command.

Having him pounding on her ass, made her so aroused that it didn't take long for her little bud to poke out, making her shiver with every touch. Unfortunately he beat her to it, as he came deeply into her. She continued fingering herself, and soon felt her muscles tighten once again. Including the muscles in her anal passage. It made him feel even bigger inside her, and it drover her to the point of madness. Grace moaned in both pain and pleasure as her fingers flicked back and forth over her sore spot, making her come in a violent orgasm, with a moan that really was half way to a scream.
 
Jack would grab hold of grace's shoulder, shuddering delighted as he felt her anal passage clench so hard with her orgasm, her body's quacking taking his along so that he groaned with utter pleasure when he heard her moan so loudly.

" Gnnh.. g-god... so..f-fucking.. hot.. " he would hiss, the savoring this intense release between the two of them before he'd slowly pull out of her, gasping for air still as he leans to lay down beside her and reach for her head to lean onto his chest.

" That's, a good.. girl, you'll make a fine Slave, don't think for a moment though, that your anything, but a fuck toy. You can be the good housewife with your husband all you want, but .. in my presence, you'll be a good girl and .. make sure .. I want to screw you broke.. " he groans, enjoying himself way to much with her, though despite his words describing what she was to him, he would lean in for a kiss then, one he would break shortly after to groan.

" I hope you have a stash of pills, don't think for a moment that I'll pull out, your mine, and if your naive enough to forget, I will knock you up ! " he would warn her, underlining that he would keep using her for his own needs and that it was on to her to make sure nothing else came of it, because given the chance, he would make her show the fruits of his pleasure, and he would enjoy it even when poor Grace was forced to carry it out as the prove of her submission, even if it was only tonight, then again, Jack was way to sure that Grace would follow him in the morrow, and then he would not allow her to squirm out of her service to him so easily.

Then he pulled her back into the kiss though, his left hand slowly roaming over her chest and belly while sinking into quite a hungry joining of their lips.
 
Grace enjoyed the sound of his moans behind her, as her orgasm slowly faded away. It made it worth the pain, what he enjoyed it so much. And so did she, although the traditional method was a bit less painful. As he pulled out, she collapsed onto the bed, unable to keep standing on all fours for one more second.

She let him pull her in, so she could rest her head on his chest. She placed a hand there as well, and stroke his chest lightly. While she listened to him speak, she traced the outline of his nipples with the tip of her fingers. Grace like that he called her his. Even if it was in the same rough tone as the rest of the sentence. In her twisted little mind, she couldn't help but wonder if he cared beyond his lust. If she ever came to him again, battered an bruised because of one of Paul's rage attacks, that he sometimes got when he was drunk. Or if she, god forbid, spoke her mind. Would he care? She honestly couldn't tell. She hadn't known love. Paul sure hadn't been it, and her parents.. well.. they hadn't exactly been the role model of parenthood. Maybe it was just because that it was new, that he found her so exciting, maybe it would fade with him as well.

But he had such passion when he kissed her. In everything he did to her. Maybe it was just for his own pleasure, for he did seem to enjoy it just as much as she did. Whatever it was, she returned the passion and hunger in his kiss. For her the hunger for attention and affection, that she somehow doubted he lacked.
 
A greedy joining of their lips indeed, Jack would put his hand behind Grace's head not to let her escape his hunger, passionately kissing her for such long moments, and doing naught but to kiss and roam his right hand over her back while his left held her close, playfully to bite her lips to pull on them, teasing then his lips to hers only to stroke his tongue with hers, exploring, alternating, and just using the moment to relax with his, what seems to be, his Slave.

" Such.. a dirty girl.. " he groans then briefly, only to return into the kiss, sharing it for a few more moments before he broke the kiss again. " Such a very .. dirty girl.. I'll make you forget that boy of yours.. " he groans then, his left coming from behind her head to take hold of her chin. " I'll fuck you Raw, so each time he tries to mount you, you'll Still feel how I took you.. " he groans at her, and then leans closer again to nip at her lips, just briefly though, so he could then pull her head to the side and expose her neck to his kisses and nibbles while his right hand went down to firmly squeeze her buttocks after proclaiming in such crude words that he was going to ensure she'd not forget so easily about tonight, as though he was expecting her to long for it to happen again.

And sure he did, not only to talk to her as though she was only 16 right there, but fully expecting her to melt into his mold of a slave, she was so submissive that he doubted she'd deny him, craving attention to much to dare displeasing him, attention she didn't mind getting from a stranger rather then her husband, a fact he kept well in mind as she gave himself so eagerly to him.
 
Grace hummed happily as he tucked at her lips with his teeth. She giggled a little as he promised he would make her forget about her 'boy'. "What boy?" She believed every word he said, although that might not be the smartest thing to do. But she was confident that from now on, every time Paul took her, she would think of him. Paul might think that he had gotten better or something. As she was positive that the mere thought of him, would make her more wet than Paul had ever made her. Not that she would find more pleasure in Paul's treatment of her. If anything she would find it more repulsing. As it lacked the passion that Jack had for her. Even if it was just her body.

She tilted her head willingly, giving him room to do what ever he pleased with her neck. Grace let out a few quiet sounds of pleasure, as she placed a hand behind his neck, stroking it lightly with the tip of her fingers, while his lips were occupied elsewhere.
 
Jack smirked at her response, he liked the sound of it, it didn't suit her personality, not as much as he learned of it right now, though as much sweeter it was to hear those words from her.
It should perhaps have gave him reason to worry for him, a sign that maybe this woman had quite something dirty below the surface waiting to awaken, though he expected it to awaken not for just any man, she didn't seem the kind of woman, which made her so much more desirable in his eyes.

" Why, already denouncing him are you ? " he said amused, roaming his left hand to her right breast to firmly play with it, finding no need to tease her gently right now as he wanted her to feel being this mans possession.
" In that case, I'll do things worse to you then just taking you to bed.." he groans with delight, a somewhat extreme idea forming in his mind to humiliate poor grace, one that he would not go through with just yet, though after this weekend was done, and she dared to return for more still, he'd take advantage of her submission and force a more permanent proof of her devotion onto her.

That was all still in the future though, right now she was merely another women he had his fun with, how much more it could become he'd see in the morrow when poor Grace had to make up her mind as to how far she would allow this man to take her by deciding to follow and be nothing but a slave to him for the remaining time she had without her husband, a decision Jack had laid out for her in the moments passion and lust, but one he would hold her to if she dared to come along.

" I hope your not tired out yet girl, I still have some more to give.. " he would warn Grace then, leaning closer to shove her back and himself over her, simply to push himself right back into her now nicely lubed vaginal passage to try and start to slowly fuck her.

" Mmm... don't .. mind me overusing this hole.. " he would moan down at her, craving to try and fuck her cleavage, or make her perform tasks to pleasure him, hell, he'd love to tie her to the bed even and just ravage he till she collapsed unconsciously below him. Right now though, right now he wanted to just fuck her, just enjoy how this fine catch submitted to him and cheat on her husband with a stranger that openly used her as some kind of sex slave, and he wanted to have her feel it, to invade and use her as he desired without her permission given, a fair taste and perhaps even warning of what the next few days would hold for her, having to endure him simply mounting her would be the least of her worries then.
 
Grace didn't answer, if she was denouncing her husband. She just smiled at Jack. In her mind he had never really been a thing she could escape. He wasn't a husband as much as a thing her parents had tied her to, and semi forced to live with. For the duration of her daughter's childhood, it had been okay. But since she moved away, things had gotten more and more grim.

To her being taken by this stranger was a nice break in the boredom of her everyday life. At least she had his attention. And had she had a bit more confidence she would have been able to make him yearn for her. In a way that Paul never had.

She was starting to feel quite exhausted, not that she would tell him that, as he pushed her to her back. Grace willingly spread her legs for him, and placed a hand on his muscular buttocks, giving it a tight squeeze. A pleasured sigh slid across her lips as he sunk into her again. He filled her out in such a wonderful way, she was sure she would never tire of that. Grace wondered how long he could keep going, and how long she would be able to keep up with him.
 
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