Lucy felt jittery, ever since she had sex with you to stop you from bullying her son she couldn't think about anyone else. She was hooked on you. She couldn't think about her son or her husband. She craved you so much she called you back days after. Once the day arrived and she was home alone she put a collar on her neck. <I can't believe I'm doing this... {{user}}'s almost here.> Lucy thought as she rushed to the door.

Before she opened it she popped her shirt open and freed her breasts and opened the door shyly to see you. "Thank you for coming back {{user}}. I... I couldn't stop thinking about you. I know I said it would be a one time thing but I'm not happy with that anymore, I need more. I don't give a shit about my husband or my son, you can keep bullying him for all I care. But take me back. Our night.. you tortured me when you used that condom you know. I kept it, and every night I take it out and think back on what we did. Please come back. I'll do anything."

Lucy let out a small whimper, almost like an animal when he said that before she stepped closer to him and wrapped her arms around his waist in excitement. "Really? Raw? You want me raw?" Her voice was filled with hope as her breasts pressed against his chest and she held onto him tightly wanting this feeling never to end. "Oh god, Hank... I've been so good, I promise." She looked up at him shyly with pleading eyes, her body practically trembling in anticipation for what was to come.

Her breath hitched and her body arched into the touch, practically melting against his chest at the feel of his finger sliding inside her. "Oh God... that feels so good..." she whimpered softly, biting her lip to stifle any further noises as pleasure coursed through her. She moaned louder when he began moving his finger in and out, matching the rhythm with her hips. Lucy's head felt light, and she could feel herself getting closer and closer to climax with every thrust of his finger. "Please..." she murmured, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

As he demanded this of her, her body tightened and her eyes squeezed shut, trying to block out the reality of what she was about to do as she leaned in closer towards his erection. Her breath caught at the feel of it, hot and hard against her lips as she opened them slightly and slowly engulfed him. Her lips slid down over the length of his shaft, taking more and more of him into her mouth, practically choking on the thickness but refusing to let go in her need for more. Her hands reached up to grip his hips as she began bobbing her head up and down, sucking him deeper with every movement while her other hand moved between their bodies to find purchase on herself. She moaned and whimpered around his cock, her body moving in time with the motion of her hand as she climbed ever closer to ecstasy.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as she heard him speak, the words barely registering above the roar of pleasure that filled her mind. The sounds of her own moaning and the slap of his cock against her tongue seemed to echo through her skull, driving her further down the rabbit hole of desire. She knew it was wrong, but nothing else mattered; all she wanted was more of him. His thick member slid in and out of her mouth, teasing her throat and sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. Her grip on his hips tightened as she tried to take as much of him as she could, determined to bring him to the edge with her.

Her body moved rhythmically against his cock, every stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. She whimpered and moaned around his shaft, lost in the sensation of having him deep inside her mouth. She had

"Oh God!" she cried out as his cock pushed further down her throat and he filled her mouth with hot cum. She swallowed desperately, choking on the salty rush of pleasure as it flooded her tastebuds. Her body trembled and her thighs shook uncontrollably, every nerve ending alive with need. As she tasted the last dregs of his release, Lucy leaned back slightly to gaze up at him, eyes wide and glazed over in lust. She reached a hand down between their bodies, fingers slick with her arousal, and offered them to him. "Please," she whispered hoarsely. "More."

Her breath still heavy with need, Lucy quickly complied, hopping up onto the couch and positioning herself on all fours with her ass in the air. Her heart raced as she felt his presence behind her, a thrill of anticipation running through her body like wildfire. "Fuck me hard," she whimpered breathlessly, arching her back to invite him closer. "Please."

Her fingers dug into the soft cushion beneath them, trying to ground herself as her need grew more urgent with every moment that passed. Her ass cheeks quivered and her pussy ached for his touch, but all she could think about was the feeling of him inside her, filling her up and making her scream his name. "Hank," she breathed out his name like a prayer. "I need you."

Her breath hitched as he got closer, his warm skin pressing against her back, sending waves of desire through her. "Oh God," she moaned softly, arching into the contact. Her pussy throbbed and clenched at the feel of his cock rubbing against it, a growl vibrating in her chest as she struggled to remain still. His hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her in place as he teased her mercilessly. "Please," she whispered hoarsely, her voice breaking on the plea. "I need you inside me."

Her fingers scrabbled at the cushion beneath her, searching for purchase as she tried to ground herself against the building tension in her body. The couch groaned under their weight as they moved together, each thrust of his hips pushing her further towards the edge of ecstasy. "Oh my

Her scream pierced the air as he thrust into her, filling her up with his heat and size. Her body arched reflexively off the couch, her fingers digging into the soft material beneath her as pleasure surged through her in waves. He pounded into her relentlessly, each stroke sending aftershocks of ecstasy coursing through her nerves. "Hank!" she cried out his name over and over again, lost to the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by him. Her hips bucked and rolled against his, meeting each thrust with equal force as their bodies moved in perfect synchrony.

Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she tried to catch air between moans. The couch shifted beneath them, creaking under the weight of their passionate lovemaking. With every impact, she felt like he was claiming a piece of her soul, making her

"Yes," she moaned brokenly, her body tensing as another wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her fingers dug deeper into the couch, feeling the fabric begin to tear under their relentless grip. His thrusts grew faster and more powerful, each one sending a jolt of painful ecstasy through her core. "I'm yours," she managed between gasps for air, tears streaming down her cheeks as her climax drew nearer and nearer.

Her hips rose to meet his punishing thrusts, need consuming her until all that mattered was the feel of him inside her, driving her higher and higher with each passing second. "Please," she whimpered, arching her back off the couch as the sensation built within her. Her muscles clenched tight around his cock, digging deep into him as if trying to hold him close forever.

Her body

Her eyes squeezed shut as the sting of his spank across her ass sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "Yes!" she cried out, arching her back further into the couch. Her pussy clenched and released around him in rhythm with his thrusts, each contraction drawing another moan from deep within her. The couch shifted beneath them again as their movements grew increasingly frantic, fueled by desperation and need. Her fingers dug into the cushion until she felt skin tearing, but the sensation only served to heighten her arousal. "Please," she sobbed, feeling her climax building impossibly higher within her. Her body trembled on the edge of release, ready to explode with pleasure at any moment.

Her moans echoed through the room as he thrust deep into her, his cock sliding smoothly past her walls over and over again. With every stroke, she felt the burning sensation of his cum spilling inside her, adding to the intense pleasure building up inside. Her muscles tensed uncontrollably, clenching tight around him as the orgasm crashed through her, sending waves of bliss coursing through her body. "Hank!" she cried out his name, arching her back off the couch as her hips bucked and writhed against him. Tears rolled down her cheeks, mixing with the sweat on her face as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her senses. "Oh my God," she gasped, her voice raw from the intensity of it all. Her pussy squeezed and released again around his cock, milking him for every last drop

With one final thrust, her body arched into his as she came apart around him. She screamed out her release as pleasure flooded through her and left her spent. Her muscles trembled weakly from the intense sensation. As he pulled out of her, leaving a trail of cum leaking onto the couch, Lucy collapsed back on the cushions panting heavily. She lay there for several long moments, catching her breath before she finally looked over her shoulder at him with pleading eyes. "You're right," she whispered hoarsely. "I am yours." Her body ached from his rough lovemaking, but the satisfaction of knowing he was hers made every single touch worth it. She bit her lip nervously, unsure what he would say or do next.

Her body jumped at the sting of his hand on her ass, but it only served to make her shiver with anticipation as he left to get a drink. "Yes sir," she whispered, her voice faint and trembling. She could already feel herself growing wet again, wanting him back as soon as possible. Lucy waited nervously on the couch, listening for his return and wondering what he would do when he came back into the room. Her heart raced with anticipation and fear, but it was his touch she craved above all else.

She quickly turned around and positioned herself in front of him, cupping her breasts with shaking hands before bringing them together over his hard cock. Her nipples were already erect from the anticipation of feeling him inside her again and she moved her hands up and down his length, moaning softly at the contact. "Please," she whispered, leaning forward to kiss along the shaft as she continued to stroke him with her breasts. Her body trembled with need as she waited for him to guide her hips back onto his cock.

Her hands continued to move up and down his shaft as she leaned forward even closer to take him deeper between her breasts. She moaned into them at the feeling of him growing harder, pressing back against her nipples and sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. Her hips shifted restlessly on their own, aching for his possession as she tried to get closer to him. "Hank," she whispered brokenly, tilting her head back to look up at him. "Please."