He held her down, bent over his knees, and lifted her skirt exposing her pretty butt. Slipping his fingers into her damp panties, slowly sliding them off as her skin blushed, he loved to see her embarrassment as she was exposed to his greedy eyes.
She squeezed her thighs tightly together trying to hide from his view. But he was having none of that. With one hand holding her hands tightly behind her back, he levered her legs apart and held them with his. She was locked in place, exposed, and at his mercy. She protested, almost to the point of tears. He could see the red swelling of her pussy, the lips puffing out, tinged with her arousal. He ran a finger over the lips, teasing, to bring even more arousal to her.
One hand was resting on a cheek of her ass. He lifted that hand and brought it down, whack! She yelped. His hand left a bright red imprint standing out like a neon light on her pale skin. Then the other cheek, whack! A whimper escaped her. His finger went back to her pussy, now wet with her arousal. His finger spread her lips and plunged in; she stiffened, then moaned as he teased around her delicate button. Whack, pause, whack, pause, whack, pause, whack, back and forth, her butt becoming rosy and hot. His finger slid back into her pussy. This time, his finger slid deeply into her, her vagina clutched at the invader and tried to draw it deeper still.
“Please,” she moaned.
He lifted his hand as she moaned again, “Please…” Whack, pause, whack, pause, whack, pause, whack. The sultry air was filled with her arousal and it drove him wild. Her desires no longer mattered. She was grinding her loins against his hard cock. He pushed her down onto her knees, still holding her hands behind her, draping her over the couch, her upper body resting on it, her bare red ass in the air exposed to his lecherous eyes. He dropped his pants and knelt behind her, his raging hardon pointing straight at the goal. He slid the head of his cock up and down her sopping wet pussy and found her center. With one long slow stroke; he was buried completely in her.
“Please,” she moaned, desperately this time.
He began fucking her, one hand holding hers, one hand free. Smack, smack, as he pumped into her hard and fast, grinding her against the couch. Faster and harder he went, smack, smack on her bouncing red ass. He felt his climax rising.
“Take it,” he screamed as he emptied his loins into hers, her pussy rhythmically pulsing around his cock, sucking the cum from him as she screamed her own climax into the fabric of the sofa. He slowed, releasing her as she rested, her face buried. He stopped, completely in her, feeling their cum drip from their joined bodies.
“Do you want to see me tomorrow?” he asked.
“Please,” she moaned.
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One hand was resting on a cheek of her ass. He lifted that hand and brought it down, whack! She yelped. His hand left a bright red imprint standing out like a neon light on her pale skin. Then the other cheek, whack! A whimper escaped her. His finger went back to her pussy, now wet with her arousal. His finger spread her lips and plunged in; she stiffened, then moaned as he teased around her delicate button. Whack, pause, whack, pause, whack, pause, whack, back and forth, her butt becoming rosy and hot. His finger slid back into her pussy. This time, his finger slid deeply into her, her vagina clutched at the invader and tried to draw it deeper still. 
