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"Who do you think sent me?" I asked while delivering a meaty slap to her meaty ass.

"Nngh…BASTARD! ! !" Charlotte moaned softly while grinding her ass against me.

"Haha, whore." I groaned softly as Charlotte's ass was working me over hard.

"Ahh-fuck-mmm." Charlotte moaned as my cock head slipped and pressed directly against her drooling slit.

"You want it bad don't you? You filthy whore." I jokingly asked her. "Does your husband know how much of a needy bitch you are…or your kids for that matter?" I asked Charlotte as I slipped a few centimeters into her warm, wet hugging depths.

"Bastard, I'll-FUCK, FUCK YES ! ! !" Charlotte went to threaten me, and I slammed my whole length inside of her in one powerful thrust that pushed her up further on the bed and made her ass ripple.

I nearly laughed as all it took to make Charlotte cum was a couple powerful thrusts.

Leaning forward pressing my chest against Charlotte's back, resting my chin against her shoulder while my hands slipped into her bathrobe to play with her heavy breasts.

'Hmm, is she leaking breast milk? That's kinda hot.' I thought to myself as I wanted to flip her over and drink her milk but decided to keep my current course and give her a creampie, before changing our positions.

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Hours pass

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I decided to lay down on the bed next to a completely cum drunk Charlotte Richards, who immediately moved to snuggle against my warmth.

'Honestly…I'm not sure this woman even has a rape fetish, I think she just like to be dominated and submissive towards a man…her husband is super submissive towards her…and she deals with dangerous men and women all the time at work.' I thought to myself as Charlotte cuddled her face against the side of my pectoral muscle, the top of her head pressing against my sweaty armpit.

"Haa, breast milk fresh from the source is definitely the best." I muttered to myself as I shut my eyes for a quick rest.

Slowly blinking my eyes open to see Charlotte standing on unsteady legs holding a snub nose revolver.

"Who are you? I know you're not who I hired last night. I hand pick all of my…hookups." Charlotte asked me though I could easily tell she wasn't going to shoot me.

'Haa, you know what, let's try and be dominant with her.' I thought to myself while looking at Charlotte finding her just as gorgeous in the morning with bed head and dry cum on her as I did last night fresh out of the bath and applying lotion.

"Hmm, put the gun down and take care of this and I'll tell you who I am and why I'm here…I'll also…be your exclusive booty call from now on and give you what all those little hookers can't give you, because they don't know what you really want." I commanded her and sweetened the deal so she didn't try and push anything.

"Wh-what do I want?" Charlotte asked with a slight stutter as her chest flushed.

"Charlotte, put the gun down and get your ass back in bed before I decide that this game is no longer amusing to me." I replied to Charlotte who flinched slightly but flushed fully, and then moved to comply with my command.

Charlotte immediately went between my legs and started taking my hard cock into her mouth lovingly.

"My name is Vincent Keller, and I'm here because my scumbag father…gave you blackmail that could land me back into prison…I want it, and I want you to make sure there aren't any backups…" I informed Charlotte while grabbing the back of her head and forcing her head down my length to the point Charlotte was gagging against my cock, her nose pressing against my groin.

Charlotte's eyes that were watery and slightly rolling up into her eye sockets looked towards me, waiting a few seconds slowly pulling Charlotte's head up my length at my pace allowing my cock to clear her esophagus, which allowed the sweet oxygen she needed to flood her lungs.

"You know Charlotte I've been observing you for months now, I know how unhappy your marriage is, but you stay with your husband because he is a man and he has a good reputation amongst the men in places that you need room to negotiate in and you use him as an intermediary. You only had kids to have the facade of a happy family to help you gain even more access. I know how unfulfilled as a woman you are and that you don't actually have a thing for being raped but just want to be weak and powerless before a strong man…" I started talking to Charlotte, feeling her moan around my cock as I forced her down my length once again.

"Your career is important to you, you've fought tooth and nail for it since day one, and didn't sleep your way to the top…which is a bit surprising given your submissive nature towards strong men. I respect that, and even though I plan on taking you as my cum dump for the rest of your life I plan on furthering your career by putting you on retainer." I continued speaking to Charlotte and felt her cum splash against my foot as she ground her sex against it.

"You are going to give me any and all blackmail related to me, SAMCRO, and its members, then you are going to file for divorce from your husband." I commanded her and kept her nose pressed against my groin as I started cumming down her throat making the woman cum once more.

Pulling Charlotte off of my cock letting her head fall against my thigh, I slowly started stroking her hair.

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"This is everything?" I asked Charlotte as I looked through old polaroid photos, and recordings tapes.

"Yes." Charlotte replied with a hoarse voice as she cooked me breakfast while wearing my T-shirt.

"He didn't give anything to anyone else?" I asked Charlotte.

"No…your father is a coward, once I told him that I can only properly protect him if he only ensured I held all his blackmail material he folded…to my will." Charlotte replied to me her disgust towards men submitting to her clear in her voice.

"Hahaha, hurry up with breakfast…I have places to go and other women that are dying to be stuffed with my cock." I replied to Charlotte who nodded with a subservient smile spreading across her lips.