Before she could react, he lifted her effortlessly, setting her ass down on the polished wood surface. Her skirt rode up, revealing black silk panties already damp with arousal.

"You're a beast or what," she breathed out, a lazy, sated smile gracing her lips as she looked at him over her shoulder.

Ethan just grinned, his chest heaving. He was already hard again, his cock twitching and rising anew at the devastating sight of her.

Rina, sprawled across his desk, was a beautiful fucking mess. A canvas of their passion painted in sweat, his cum leaking from her pussy, and the glistening sheen of her own release coating her inner thighs and the desk beneath her.

"Not even close to being done with you..There is another hole,I want to taste" he growled, his voice rough.

His hands, large and possessive, grabbed her hips, flipping her onto her back with a strength that made her gasp. Her magnificent tits, full and heavy, swayed with the motion, and he couldn't resist leaning down to capture a stiff, pinkish nipple in his mouth. He sucked hard, not for milk, but for the sensation of her soft, pillowy flesh yielding to his demanding mouth. Mmmph. A low moan rumbled in his chest.

Rina's back arched, pressing her breast further into his face. "Oh fuck, Ethan… again?"

"Always," he mumbled against her skin, his tongue swirling. "I'm going to wreck this perfect body. I want to feel that tight little ass of yours again. Now."

The command was absolute. He manhandled her, turning her onto her hands and knees, presenting her to him. Her round, ample ass was on full display, still glistening from their earlier frenzy.

Especially her pussy from which his cum slowly dripped down and splattered on the floor.

He took a moment to just look, to worship the view. He traced a finger down the cleft of her ass, making her shiver violently.

"Mmmnpfh!" The sound was choked, involuntary, ripped from her throat by the barest touch.

"So responsive," he praised, his voice dripping with dark admiration. "Your body was made for this, Rina. Made to be used by my cock."

He spat once, a thick glob of saliva that landed directly on her tight, clenched hole. He used his thumb to work it in, a slow, circular pressure that had her moaning into the wood grain of the desk.

Gllrk.

The sound was filthy, wet, and precise.

"So fucking tight back here," he groaned, adding a second thumb, stretching her. "You're going to take me, Rina. You're going to take all of me in this perfect ass."

"It's… it's too much," she whimpered, but she was pushing back against his fingers, a traitorous, eager motion of her hips.

"It's not enough," he corrected her, his voice a low thrum of lust. "It will never be enough. You're my filthy, hungry whore, and you'll take what I give you."

He positioned the broad, leaking head of his cock at her entrance.

He didn't slam it. He pressed. A steady, unrelenting pressure that made her cry out.

"Your cock—! It's burning me—! Aaaah—! I can feel it—! So deep—! So hot"

Her fingers scrambled for hold on the slick desk, and one of his hands laced through them, pinning their intertwined hands down beside her head. The connection was intimate, a stark contrast to his vulgar words.

"Breathe, you greedy slut," he commanded, and she did, a ragged inhale that allowed her body to yield just enough.

With a final, brutal push, the head of his cock popped past the tight ring of muscle. The sound was a wet, shocking splotch.

Rina screamed, a raw, guttural sound of intense pleasure-pain. Her ass stretched obscenely around the thick intrusion, accommodating him inch by excruciating inch.

"Fuck! Fuck, Ethan! It's so deep!" she cried, her voice cracking.

He bottomed out, his hips flush against her ass, his balls resting against her drooling pussy. He held there, letting her feel the immense, complete fullness. Every tiny clench of her inner muscles around his shaft was a lightning bolt of sensation.

"You see?" he rasped, his own control fraying. "You took it. You took all of me, your ass seemed to be quite perfect."

He began to move as he felt her anal wall clinging to his cock tightly grinding against them.

Short, shallow thrusts at first, each one sounded like a slap of skin on skin with a wet squelching sound of penetration.

The desk creaked in protest. Her tits swung heavily beneath her with every drive of his hips, a mesmerizing, jiggling rhythm. He leaned over her, his chest to her back, his mouth at her ear.

"You feel that?" he grunted, pistoning into her harder. "That's my cock claiming your ass. Making it mine. You're just a set of holes for me to fill, Rina. A beautiful, mature set of holes."

The degradation melted into something else, something like awe. "God, look at you. You're forty-fucking-five and you take it like a twenty-year old woman.You were born for this. Born to get your ass stretched open by a thick cock."

His words unraveled her. The combination of the intense physical stimulation of the deep, stretching anal penetration and his filthy praise and degradation sent her hurtling toward another climax. Her free hand snaked down between her legs, her fingers frantically rubbing her swollen, neglected clit.

"I'm gonna… I'm gonna f squirt again!" she shrieked, her body beginning to tremble uncontrollably.

"Do it," he ordered, his thrusts becoming punishing, his rhythm chaotic. "Squirt all over my fucking balls while I own your ass."

That was all it took.

"AAAAAAAHHH—! NNGH!"

Her orgasm exploded through her, a violent, shattering wave.

Her ass clenched rhythmically around his invading cock, a series of desperate, milking pulses. A hot gush of her release splurted from her pussy, soaking his balls and his lower stomach, adding to the slick, soaked mess between them. The sensation of her convulsing around him, the hot liquid coating him, was his own undoing.

"Rina!" he roared, his own orgasm tearing through him.

He slammed into her one last time, burying himself to the hilt, and held there. She could feel the hot, thick pulses of his cum jetting deep into her rectum, a splurt… splurt… splurt that seemed to go on forever, filling the stretched channel.

He collapsed over her, his weight pressing her into the desk, their intertwined hands still locked together. They stayed like that for long minutes, panting, dripping, a tangled heap of overstimulated flesh.

Slowly, carefully, he pulled his softening cock from her ass. It came free with a wet, hollow gloop. He didn't move away. He stayed draped over her, nuzzling her neck, placing soft, almost tender kisses along her shoulder.

"Look at that," he murmured, his voice hoarse. He reached a hand around, his fingers gently spreading the cheeks of her ass apart. "Look what I did to you. My perfect, gaping mess."

Rina could only moan, a weak, exhausted sound. She was utterly spent, her body humming with the aftershocks, her ass feeling wonderfully, terribly empty and used.

Ethan's hand slid from her ass to her stomach, his palm splaying possessively over her lower abdomen. "I pumped you so full," he whispered, his lips against her ear. "My seed is so deep inside you. In both your hungry holes.

Don't you dare move and let a single drop out."

"Y…Yes Darling!"Rina spoke with an expression of bliss and euphoria.

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