Renji wanted to test this theory and so he held back against his orgasm as much as he could.

Even though it was unbelievably difficult.

He had her on her back now, her legs up over his shoulders as he slowly pumped his cock into her pussy.

Her ankles framed his ears and her fat ass was lifted off the mattress.

Renji pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, and drove his cock back into her soaked pussy with gingerly, slow thrusts.

Their eyes were locked together, her hazel on his dark.

It was almost intimate the way they were fucking

Miyako's pupils were blown wide with lust and guilt.

"God, I love how your cock feels," she whispered, voice trembling with every inch he fed her.

Her walls fluttered around him, hot and slick, sucking him deeper, her pussy lips gripping his shaft like a velvet vice, juices coating his balls already.

"I love your pussy, Mrs Endo," Renji growled. "It feels just as good as your mouth."

His hips rolled in a steady, punishing rhythm.

Thudding into her, causing the bedframe to rattle against the wall. Her tits bounced with each impact, heavy and hypnotic, nipples grazing his chest.

And she wouldn't stop moaning. Those soft tender pitches of her voice, desperate and guilty.

"Fuck, you're so tight, Mrs Endo, you're milking me like a whore."

He quickened his pace now, pounding harder, faster, relentless.

BAM BAM BAM, the wet sounds of her cunt echoed, cream frothing at the base, dripping down her ass crack to the sheets.

Miyako's moans spilled out uncontrollably, "Ah ah ah! Renji, please, don't stop!"

Her legs quivered on his shoulders, toes curled, calves flexed against his neck.

He tried his best to keep her hands pinned, but they twisted in his weak grip, wrists slipping in sweat.

"Your hands are so strong," he panted, struggling to keep her down, her cop muscles fighting instinctively. "I can't hold you down, you keep slipping off."

Miyako looked up at him, eyes glassy with submission. "Maybe… you don't have to hold me down."

A shy, filthy thought appeared in her eyes. "You can handcuff me."

Renji froze mid-thrust, he felt her pussy clench in protest.

"Huh?"

He pulled out slowly, a thick string of pussy juice snapping as he sat back on the bed with his cock glistening in the night.

Miyako sat up in front of him, knees together. Her tits heaved as they stared at each other.

"Are you… sure?" he asked her.

"I'm sure," she said with a breath. "I have my cuffs upstairs. In the bedroom. I'll get them, if you want."

Renji's nervous smile wasn't an act. "Yeah. I want that. Bad."

His cock twitched like it was in agreement.

Miyako smiled. Half embarrassed, half thrilled.

She got up and walked to the door. The blue lace nightgown lay in a heap; she picked it up and slipped it over her body.

She looked back at him and winked, a cop gone rogue. "I'll be right back."

Then she slipped out the door on silent feet.

Renji waited three heartbeats, then exploded off the bed.

With a leap, he pumped his fists into the air in victory.

His cock wiggled all over the place as he grinned like a maniac.

Miyako crept upstairs on bare feet, heart hammering so loud she swore it echoed.

She had this guilty look on her face. The guilt of knowing something was wrong, but not wanting to stop.

'What am I doing?' she thought. 'Having sex with a boy Haru's age. That I only met today. How am I already so… addicted?'

She didn't understand it, the sudden, obsessive need, the way his cock made her feel alive, electric, wanted.

Not just a mom. Not just a cop. A woman.

Miyako wasn't sure that she wanted to understand it. She loved it. Craved it.

And that was enough.

'I'm a terrible wife,' she thought. 'A terrible mother. But gosh.' She touched her dripping pussy. 'I need this. I need HIM.'

Silently, she eased open the master bedroom door.

Kenoji snored softly, dead to the world. Her husband was a lazy sleeper, always had been.

Even now, he had one mouth open, one arm dangling off the bed as he snored like a sleeping dinosaur.

Miyako eyes the nightstand drawer where her gun safe and handcuffs were.

Quietly, she padded across the plush carpet. Once she got to her bed, she bent low, ass in the air.

Her lace rode up to expose her glistening pussy, drops of pussy juice leaking to the ground

Suddenly, a hand clamped over her mouth. Another grabbed her ass, hard.

She yelped into the palm, muffled, panicked, eyes wide.

"Shh, it's me," Renji whispered, bending over her.

His cock pressed hot and thick against her thigh through the lace. "I thought of something that could make this even steamier."

She twisted to look at him sideways, her breath fogging his palm.

"Look at your husband," he murmured, nodding toward the bed.

Miyako turned her head to her front, facing her husband.

Kenoji snored on, completely oblivious. His face was slack, his mouth open. One socked foot was sticking out from the blanket.

"You try so hard to love him," Renji said with a low and cruel voice, fingers digging into her ass cheek. "But every day you realize your father was right."

Miyako moaned.

Renji spanked her softly. "He's weak. A beta. Can't lead. Can't fuck. Can't satisfy. And now… you're scared to leave because you'll hurt him. Because you're the good woman who wanted to marry for love rather than instincts."

Miyako's eyes welled up.

It was true. She knew it was true, but she shook her head weakly, muffled whimpers against his hand.

"Come on, Mrs. Endo," Renji taunted, lining his cock at her entrance, the fat head nudging her swollen lips. "Don't call me a liar. You were just talking about pleasing me a moment ago."

"I saw it when I fucked you. When you sucked me. I saw the relief in your eyes. Like you finally had a man who could satisfy you. Who could,"

He ripped the lace aside and slammed in.

THWACK!

Her ass thundered under the gown, cheeks rippling like waves, the lace fluttering up.

"Fuck you like the horny slut that you are!"

BAM! BAM!! BAM!!!

Renji pummeled into her, causing her hands to shake against the nightstand, knees buckling on the carpet.

Renji's hand muffled her moans, "mmph mmph mmph!", as he pounded her from behind, balls slapping her clit, cock spearing deep, stretching her walls.

"Just be honest with yourself," he growled, smacking her ass. "Your husband is weak. He's a pushover. He can't handle you the way you want to be handled."

He squeezed her waist and pounded harder, she moaned deeper into his palm, eyes rolling.

"It's not his fault. It's not yours either. But you're a woman with needs. And what you need is my young cock to stretch you, to ruin you for anyone else."

He hammered harder, the nightstand rattling, her tits bouncing under the lace, nipples scraping the drawer as she braced.

"Admit it, this is what you've been missing. A man who takes. Who dominates. Not that snoring cuck ten feet away."

"Mhmmmm!!! Mhmmm!!!" She mumbled moans into his hand as he fucked her harder and harder, then he stopped suddenly, and pulled out from her shivering cunt, causing her to whimper.

"Go ahead," he whispered, his breath hot on her ear. "Tell him the truth. Be honest and tell him what you want. How you feel."

Silence.

Miyako's legs shook violently, ass vibrating with aftershocks, pussy throbbing, empty, aching, begging.

This was so wrong in all levels, she knew that. She knew that after this, her marriage and her family would never be the same.

Still, all she could think about was Renji's cock…

It was everything.

It makes her feel like a woman again. Alive. Powerful. Desired. Every thrust sent lightning through her, spasms she'd never felt.

She couldn't let this go. She wanted… more… She wanted it all…

Slowly, she lifted her head and looked at Kenoji's sleeping face.

Her lips parted.

"I'm sorry, Ken… but Renji, my son's agemate, who I just met today, is going to fuck me hard because you can't. I'm sorry for liking it too much… but his cock just feels too good. It fills me, it owns me, it makes me cum like a slut. I've never felt this alive."

She lifted her ass higher, swaying it invitingly, cheeks jiggling, pussy dripping. "Please, Renji… keep fucking me in front of my weak husband. Use me."

Renji grinned, "Good MILF."

He slammed back in.

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