Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 126
His hand slipped under my blouse and he started gently pinching my hard nipple. It was getting harder and harder to care about why I needed Mark to stop. The doctor wasn't going anywhere, right? I felt Mark pulling my skirt up and tried to push it back down. Mark's tongue was inside my mouth and he was making my nipple feel so good with his touches. I felt his fingers at the crotch of my panties, damp with my desire. He pulled my panties to the side and then he was in me..
Mark was so big inside me, spreading my pussy with his girth and rubbing against every pleasurable inch inside her. Why was I trying to stop him? How could I have wanted to stop this? Mark felt so amazing inside me, as his love filled me up, plunging in and out of me. His strong form crushing against my breasts. My clit rubbing on his crotch, my nipples rubbing on his chest. I could feel his hands roaming beneath my blouse, touching my back, my side, my breasts. My skin was alive with pleasure.
Mark broke the kiss, his lips sliding to my ear and he whispered. "I love my naughty filly."
I came! A glorious orgasm rolled through my cunt, my pussy walls milking his cock. "I love you, too!" gasped. "My randy stallion! Ride me, ride me! Make me cum again."
Over Mark's shoulder I saw Fiona still masturbating her pussy with one hand while she brought gobs of cum from her ass to her lips. Mark's dirty cock had just been in her ass and now it was in my pussy.
"What feels better?" I asked. "My pussy or Fiona's ass?"
"You pussy!" Mark panted. "She's just a hole to dump my cum." Mark's cock was rubbing inside me so deliciously. "Who's dicks felt better. Mine or those SWAT guys?"
"Oh yours," I answered, truthfully, feeling another orgasm building.. "They were just living dildos!"
I gripped Mark's ass, feeling his muscles bunch as he fucked me
harder. "Fuck, here it comes, Mare!" Mark gasped and buried
himself deep in me, brushing against my womb, and I came as I
felt his warm spunk flood my pussy.
I kissed Mark, deeply. "We gotta go," told him, reluctantly. I wanted to be held by Mark, fill his cock inside me all day long.
"Yeah," he said, pulling out of me. I felt a little empty inside my pussy. My panty gusset slid back into place, holding his sperm inside. I guess Dr. Wolf Tall was going to get a surprise.
I shook Gerald's hand. He was one of the engineers at the plant. "I think its a good idea," I told him.
"Thanks, Brandon, Gerald said, before he left.
My phone buzzed, alerting me to an email. I sat in my office at the Boeing plant in Renton and pulled my phone out. The email was from Doug, the P.I. I hired to investigate that asshole Mark Glassner who ruined my life, stole my wife, my house.
Doug Allard was the same P.I. I used to investigate my whore of a first wife. He found the proof of her infidelity and saved my ass when it came to the divorce settlement. The bitch wasn't able to take me to the ringers like she wanted. So, when I decided to take down Mark Glassner, I turned to Doug. I lucked out, finding a house for rent that had a great view of my backyard and placed Doug there with is telephoto lenses.
"It's very important you don't get near Mark," I told him on Tuesday when I hired him. "He's very dangerous. And I can't afford tipping him off. From this point on, we will only communicative through email." I couldn't take the chance of Doug getting compromised by Mark and finding Mark on the phone instead of Doug. I was freed from Mark's power by Sister Louise and I intended to keep it that way.
I opened the email. "Mr. Fitzsimmons, unusual activity this morning. FBI raided your house. However, they left without arresting Mark. In fact, I have photos of several of the women in the house fucking the SWAT officers in some of the bedrooms. I attached the photos. I don't know who this guy is, but the SWAT left like they were his buddies. Doug."
I glanced at the photos and my heart skipped a beat. There was Desiree and Allison stripping a SWAT cop naked. Both Allison and Desiree were naked. There was another photo of Desiree straddling the guy, clearly fucking him.
"Fuck!" I shouted. I needed a fucking drink. "God fucking damn you, Mark!"
I took a long, deep breath and calmed myself down. She's not being a whore because she wants to, Brandon. Calm down. She's not being a whore because she wants to. Mark is controlling her. Get a grip on yourself. You knew you would see this sort of stuff, Brandon. It will just making the revenge on Mark that much more sweeter.
While I was disappointed that the FBI failed, I wasn't surprised. It was a long shot, anyways. I didn't expect the FBI to do anything to Mark. The best I could have hoped for was for Mark to get shot. I was hoping my warning of Mark wanting to kill cops would make them a little trigger happy. Mark will question the FBI and they will tell him exactly who tipped them off. Well, I had already cleared out my bank accounts that Desiree knows about and I had several off shore accounts she didn't.
It was time to disappear.
To be continued
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