Chapter 8: Restaurant PLAY

　　"Orville, honey, I finished eating, walk me to see the flowers we have."

　　Lucia took her husband's arm and led him away from the restaurant.

　　She could tell that her son and daughter-in-law hadn't eaten properly, and in that case, it would be nice to leave the table to them.

　　"Mum, don't go, you guys ..."

　　Nancy shouted, wanting her to come back. What would await her if mum and dad left, it didn't even need to be said, the man could hold her down and fuck her on the dining table.

　　"Good girl, your dad and I will go check on the flowers first, you guys eat first."

　　He said pulling his husband and quickly disappearing from Nancy's sight.

　　She gulped and pleaded curtly "Hubby~ what about the promise to do it tomorrow?"

　　"I'd like to do it tomorrow too, but unfortunately some little slut can't wait."

　　Michael seduced her by nibbling on her ear.

　　After making sure no one was nearby, Michael peeled off Nancy's panties, spread her wet pussy and pressed her to sit on the rod.

　　"Ahh ..."

　　Nancy couldn't help but cry out as the sensation of swallowing a huge foreign object swept through her body.

　　It was so big, she felt, and the man was getting bigger again.

　　It was filling her pussy to the brim.

　　Michael reached down and held Nancy's small waist down and lowered his head to kiss her again, tenderly stirring in her mouth.

　　Feeling her body less stiff, and another rush of heat in her pussy, Michael knew she was getting restless, and that's when he pumped gently, back and forth.

　　His pace was light and slow, but pressing against her waist he would thrust to the bottom each time.

　　Nancy suddenly felt a tingle of pleasure in the soft flesh somewhere on the inner walls of her pussy, and what had been a cry of pain turned into a moan that rose above the rest.

　　"Ah~Ah~Mmmmmm~"

　　Michael also felt her change at the same time, and poked harder to a point, every time he hit her, Nancy screamed loudly and sharply, her inner wall twisted so tightly that he knew that it was her g-spot.

　　So he no longer went elsewhere but only slammed towards that soft flesh not too gently.

　　"Ah~"

　　Nancy felt like she was dying, she wanted her husband to go faster and harder.

　　But she was too shy to speak, she just climbed tightly on his robust and powerful shoulders, and begged in a delicate voice, "Husband, please ..."

　　"Beg me for what? Stop?"

　　Michael asked mischievously, purposely bumping the spot again, then stopping immediately without waiting for her answer.

　　Losing the soothing of the meat stick, Nancy felt as if there were thousands of ants crawling around all over her body, and there was no place that didn't itch, no place that wasn't uncomfortable.

　　She finally couldn't stand it and cried, shaking her head, "No, don't stop, continue ..."

　　Now it was her turn to say continue.

　　Michael was satisfied with her answer, but felt it was not enough, so he pretended not to understand and asked her, "Continue what?"

　　"Continuing to fuck your little slutty pussy with my big cock?"

　　Nancy was so aroused by his foul-mouthed lewdness that she was drooling so much again that her pussy was so hard that she had to cry and nod her head.

　　"Yes!"

　　Michael said, and his rod buried inside her moved.

　　However, the next second, he stopped again, "Come on, baby, say it, what do you want me to keep doing!"

　　The leg that was originally braced also let go, the intense stimulation made her nails were deeply pierced into Michael's back, "Michael, don't ... stop, ah~ah~"

　　Under Nancy's bitter begging, Michael then pressed her for another dozens of rapid thrusts.

After sending her to climax after climax, Michael stopped moving, his body lazily lying backwards, leaning back on the chair, toppling his waist, signalling her to move on her own.

　　The little woman, who had just finished her orgasm, obviously hadn't had enough, and she obediently agreed, holding onto Michael's broad, strong shoulders and moving up and down.

　　As she moved, her white, full breasts bounced and swung in the air in dazzling waves.

　　Michael ruffled her hair and pinned it behind her ear, looking at her in this slutty manner with satisfaction.

　　Obviously, she was a high-strung girl before, but now she was so unashamedly indulging in carnal desires, active and aggressive, it was hard to stop herself.

　　Michael narrowed his eyes as he watched, the movement of his hand kneading the tips of her breasts getting harder and harder.

　　"Ah~ha~"

　　Whether she was lifting her hips or sitting down again, Nancy's tight inner walls could clearly feel the veins on Michael's big, big, thick rod, and she found it both comforting and abrasive at the same time, with every second seeming to be torture.

　　"Ah~ I ... I don't have the strength."

　　Nancy couldn't muster any more strength after about ten strokes of trying to move, and sat on Michael's big cock gasping for breath over and over.

　　Michael stood up with her, pulled his rod out of Nancy's pussy with a "pfft" sound, then held her waist and walked to the side of the sofa, ordering, "Be good, kneel on the sofa."

　　Nancy was busy answering and knelt obediently, holding onto the edge of the sofa backrest.

　　Michael slapped her big ass again, "Arise higher and let hubby fuck you good."

　　Nancy's already juicy water hole contracted as he slapped it vigorously, and she scrambled to raise her arse obediently.

　　The height was just right, Michael only had to stand on the floor and the big meaty rod could be thrust right in comfortably.

　　Satisfied, he gave Nancy a kiss on her arse and praised, "Good girl, stay in that position and don't move."

　　"Okay hubby."

　　"Baby, you've seen porn, haven't you?"

　　Nancy blushed and nodded, she had seen it, before when Michael was not at home, she relied on porn and small toys to satisfy her craving.

　　"Ever seen a maid, how maids talk to please their masters, you know?"

　　Michael held his big ferocious rod but didn't rush in, instead grinding it slowly against Nancy's hole, waiting for her answer.

　　Nancy desperately tried to recall the episode she had seen earlier, in which the girl spoke with such abandon that every word made her blush.

　　Slutty talk, yes, maids talk slutty to please their masters!

　　Michael didn't give her much time to think, seeing that she didn't answer for half a day, he reached his hand directly from the back to the front and went to rub her clit quickly.

　　"Ah~ah~"

　　Nancy was induced by this sudden stimulation to shudder again and cry out in waves.

　　"Asked you, remember? Answer me too slowly, that's the punishment."

　　"Think ... think of it."

　　"Good, start. Now that I am your master and you are my maid, what are you going to say?"

　　Michael asked slowly, his big meaty rod grinding against the watery pussy with one motion.

　　Nancy's face was red with shame but she didn't dare to hesitate any longer, she was busy closing her eyes and said, "Master, my little pussy is so itchy, I want your big meat stick to fuck me."

　　"Good, I'll satisfy you right here."

　　Michael said, holding his big cock fiercely and thrusting it in.

　　"Ahh!"

　　Nancy let out a scream, yes, so good, just so good!

　　"What are you going to say now?"

　　Michael asked as he slammed her hips vigorously.

　　"Ah~ Master, I'm your maid, please be more forceful, please ... play with my pussy as much as you want~"

　　The most humble kneeling position, the most lewd and shameless words, Nancy felt that she was now inferior, she really seemed like a prodigal maid who seduced her master and then was punished by him ah.

　　But on the contrary, as she was forced to say these words, her slut pussy gushed out more nectar indisputably.

　　The strong sense of shame stimulated more intense love juice to flow out.

　　Noticing this, without Michael needing to be reminded again, she was already lifting her hips high, her fingers gripping the couch, in a self-conscious pout.

　　"Ah~ Master's rod is so big and comfortable~ It's an honour to serve Master~ Ah~ Please fuck me rotten~ My little pussy, it's there just to be able to make Master comfortable~ Ah~ Ha~"

　　"Slut!"

　　Michael slapped her arse hard while his hand reached in front and pulled hard on the tip of her tit.

　　"Instead of working seriously every day, you're thinking of seducing your master! Say! Who taught you that?"

　　"Ah~ Master~"

　　There was a sharp pain in her buttocks, and the tips of her tits as well, Nancy felt like the tips of her tits were going to be swollen by his pulling.

　　But on the contrary, the more it was like this, the flower pussy that was penetrated hard became more and more comfortable, her whole body was floating lightly, as if she had reached the ultimate paradise.

　　"Ah~ Master, you're penetrating me so well~ Please, give it to me~ Bitch slave can't stand it~"

　　Michael wiggled her little bum impatiently, praying.

　　Behind her, Michael's brimming peach blossom eyes were already slightly flushed.

　　As his twitching posture accelerated, the evil look on his face also became deeper and deeper, his appearance was like an elegant vampire in the dark night, reserved, and full of extreme charm.

　　Anyone who saw him would not be able to connect him with the Michael boss who was concentrating on his office in the daytime.

　　Nancy's humiliating posture and lewd words deeply stimulated him, and Michael began to press Nancy's waist tightly with both hands, accelerating his thrusts ...

　　"Ah~ha~so fast~ah~I can't do it~"

　　Michael's speedy thrusts brought Nancy nothing but annihilating pleasure.

　　Nancy felt all her senses in her body focusing on the point where the two were connected, and she could even feel the soft flesh of the inner walls of her flower pussy, being taken out of her body by the rod as Michael moved.

　　"Ahhhhhhhhh~"

　　As Nancy screamed continuously, Michael started the last round of rapid pumping.

　　After a few dozen strokes, feeling his loins and eyes tingling, knowing that he was about to cum, Michael suddenly pulled his cock out, pulled Nancy around, held his waist up, his cock aimed at Nancy's flushed face and trembling breasts, and squirted a large amount of cloudy semen all over it.

　　After a while, the girl was still in the aftermath of her orgasm, her thighs trembling terribly, and her slit was still squirting out, unable to close at all.

　　The most blood-curdling thing was still her face, a pair of pretty, cool eyes that were a little out of focus at the moment, and on the red lips, a large cloud of whiteness was very visible, somewhat like cream on the most delicious desserts.

　　Michael couldn't help but pinch her face and softly coaxed, "Open your mouth and lick your lips."

　　Nancy's thoughts hadn't fully returned at the moment, and her entire body was still a little disorientated.

　　Almost subconsciously obeying his order, she obediently opened her mouth, stretched out her cute little tongue, and slowly licked a circle of her own lips, and of course, licked up all the white and cloudy semen on the edge of her lips.

　　Watching her lick the semen around her mouth, Michael's eyes deepened a few more points, but he decided to let her go for today, after all, this is at Mom and Dad's house, it is better to wait until they return to their own home to ask for all of it back!

　　When Nancy came back to her senses, she pouted "Why ... don't you cum for me ..."

　　"Little slut."

　　Michael patted down her waist, said with a smile, "Look at you this unsatisfied look, well, well, is my not, after all shot to you, OK, hmm?"

　　Nancy nodded and didn't say anything.