Page 47 of The Family Man

“I promise you it will fit,” he says. He steps between my legs, and I have to spread them wider. My eyes roll back in my head when I feel him rubbing up and down my entrance.

Then he takes my legs, puts them on his shoulder, and places his hands under my back as he enters me.

I close my eyes then he stops. I open them immediately. “What?”

“Look at me, Sage. and know that it’s my fucking cock in you. I don’t want you closing your eyes thinking of someone else.”

I rock my body on his tip. “Never.”

He kisses me, presses our foreheads together and slams home.

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ZAC

I have never had a pussy hypnotize me till now. She doesn’t know it, but she owns me after this. With each plunge I can feel her squeezing my cock. Her nails are digging into my shoulders, I can be bleeding but I am not stopping this.

I crave more of her. I love that her stare is fixed on me. Her mouth is open like she is shocked by this. Our smell mingles in the air around us and the sound of our fucking echoes through my restaurant.

I want fucking more, I want her to scream louder, I want her pussy to cream more. I want it fucking all. “Put your hands around my neck.”

She does and her face is full of questions.

“I’ve got you, don’t worry.” I grunt. I keep her legs on my shoulder. I widen my stance, then I lift her off the table. My palms are holding her ass tightly.

Our faces are so close together, I want to see her eyes when I fuck her deep. I push forward and bounce her on my cock. With the help of my friend gravity, she is taking all of it.

Her eyes roll, and she throws her head back. She is no longer making complete sentences, and I can’t either. Fuck, her pussy squeezes my cock with each stroke.

“More, please don’t hold back. Shit.”

That’s what she said.

Who am I to disobey? I walk us over to the nearest wall and pick up speed. I’m not holding back. She said she wants it all. Fuck me, she is going to get it. Her knees flop over my forearms.

She starts to squirm and pull away. From the look on her face, I’m not hurting her; the pleasure is too much.

I can feel our juices running down the side of my thigh.

“Oh, GOD, Zac. I can’t de—” She pulls me against her lips, our noses are smashed together, our breaths mingle with each other.

“You can take this cock, baby.” I piston my hips more into her.

Her moans echo through the restaurant. “Zac, oh my God.”

“That’s my good girl. Cum of my cock, baby.” I hit that spot harder.

“Oh, God, yes.” But she is trying to pull away.

“Don’t run baby, take it. Where you going?”

She is watching me in wonder, and it ignites my desire to cum.

“What’s my mother fucking name, baby?”

“Z-z-zac-c.”

I dig my fingers tighter into her ass, my hair is falling over my face. “This creamy pussy is mine.”

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