The devil's Pact - S01 E404

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The devil's Pact - S01 E404

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 404

The kiss was soft, gentle, loving. I stroked Mary's face, relaxing Into her lips. The kiss grew more passionate, Mary shifting, squirming on my lap as she kicked off her fatigues and underwear. My tongue explored her sweet mouth. I kept hold of her face, not wanting to break the kiss as she straddled me. We broke the kiss only long enough for me to pull her black halter-top off, my hands Instantly going to her freckled breasts as we kissed again. Mary shivered in pleasure as I played with her nipples.

My wife raised her hips up, guided my cock to her wonderful hole, and slid achingly slow down my shaft. I groaned into her lips, enjoying the sensation of being buried in her sopping cunt. Then she raised up slowly a shudder passed through my body - and then back down. This wasn't the frantic rutting of a few minutes ago; we were making love this time, slow and passionate.

My right hand let go of her left breast, sliding down her silky skin to cup her plump ass, guiding her hips as she slowly rode me. The leather chair creaked and my stomach sank as it leaned back. For a moment, I feared the chair was falling backwards. Then it stopped, her breasts hung down to brush my chest. She smiled in relief, then she pumped up and down on my shaft.

"Oh, Mark," she moaned, her emerald eyes staring down at me. Her ponytail hung down her neck and brushed my shoulder. "I love you."

I squeezed her ass, urging her to go faster, and pulled her down for another kiss. I put all my love into my lips, nibbling on hers and playing with her tongue. She tasted sweet. She rocked faster on me. The pleasure intensified, building in my balls, and I drove my cock into her. The chair wobbled and creaked, sliding about on the plastic mat on the floor, moving into a shaft of morning sunlight. Mary's hair was a tongue of fire kissing my shoulder and chest as we made love.

"My Mare!" I groaned, feeling my balls tightening. "I'm gonna cum."

"Do it," she whispered, her face flushed and sweaty with passion. "Cum in me."

Her velvety cunt gripped my cock as she slammed down and I exploded in her. She mewled in pleasure, her body shaking atop me as her passion burst inside her. She gasped once, then sighed, and snuggled against my chest.

"I love you, Mare," I whispered, my hand stroking down her side, down to her baby bump. "You and our child." I was going to have other children, with the sluts, with other women, but I knew I was going to love our children just a little bit more.

"Our only child," Mary sighed.

"What?" I asked her, "We can have other children."

"Nuns don't get pregnant, Mark. As long as I have the Gift, this is our only child."

I didn't know what to say, so just kissed her forehead. "I'm sorry. It's not fair that I'm having all these children."

"It's okay, Mark." She shifted, looking up at me, and kissed me. "We'll have one child, at least."

"One daughter. I told my sperm, remember."

She laughed. "It doesn't work that way, Mark."

"Sure it does. Willow told me so. She's an OB/GYN."

Mary rolled her eyes. It was good to see her happy. Maybe having only one kid wasn't so bad, Mary wanted to name our first son Albert, after my grandfather. He was a great guy, but Albert was a terrible name. Our daughter would be named Chasity in memory of the loving woman that gave her life for Mary.

"Fine, if we only have one child..." Mary started to say.

"A daughter, I corrected.

"Fine, if we only have a daughter, her middle name will be Alberta," Mary declared with a mischievous grin. Did she read my mind? "Chasity Alberta Glassner."

Fuck. That was almost as bad. I opened my mouth to object, when the doors opened and Jessica walked in. She smiled at us, sauntering over to the desk. She wore a slutty secretary's outfit: a very short skirt, gray, thigh-high stockings, and a transparent, blue blouse that her caramel breasts were easily visible through.

"Master, Mistress," she smiled, sitting down on a chair across from us.

Mary smiled back, then climbed off me. Jessica's eyes fell on her messy cunt, and licked her lips. Jessica was a good slut. When Mary perched on the desk's edge and spread her legs, the slut quickly buried her face in my wife's pussy and licked my cum out of her. Mary gripped her honey-brown hair, writhing her hips. Her auburn hair tossed, and it wasn't long before she was shuddering in pleasure, tossing me a smile over her shoulder as she came.

"Umm, that was good," Mary purred.

"Thank you, Mistress," Jessica smiled, her lips sticky with pussy cream and my cum.

"Why don't you bend over the desk and let Mark fuck your ass," Mary ordered her. I smiled at Mary; she was a such loving wife, and always made sure my needs were taken care of.

"Are you ready to run the city?" I asked Jessica as I hiked up her gray skirt..

"Yes, I...ohh...am!" Jessica gasped as I slipped my cock into her tight ass.

"Good, we're heading back to Tacoma after this," told her, fucking her bowels.

"I'll make sure things run smooth, Master!"

"I know you will. I have complete faith in you."

Her dark face flushed as she turned around to look back at me. Thank you, Master! won't let you down."

Her ass was tight, hot, as it gripped my cock. I squeezed her caramel hips and pounded her hard. My balls slapped against her pussy, and her ass constricted slightly every time her little slit was struck.

"I don't trust the new head of Seattle's Police," I continued. "Have her arrested. In fact, you might want to purge as many women out of the government as possible. Lilith had a lot of female followers. No men though"

"Oh, yes!" Jessica responded, thrusting her ass back against me. "That makes sense. She's a man-hater."

"Round up all the high-ranking government officials that are women," Mary commanded, she looked so sexy perched on the desk, the morning sun lighting up her body. "We'll sort out which ones work for Lilith and which ones are innocent."