The Shark Mafia Boss

Sweat dripped from the woman; hot beads, the product of her efforts, fell on his torso. He could smell the sweet scent of her. A delicious fragrance that meshed well with her perfume. It was part of what Terrence liked about her. It made his dick hard and his mouth water. She rode him hard, tits bouncing in time with the motion. He could hear her flesh slapping into his. In a fog of passion he grabbed her roughly, flipping their position so she was underneath. With lustful eyes he lapped up the sight of her flesh as it glistened, an erotic vision under the red glow of the tinted lamp.

“Ah!” was all the woman could muster as Terrence crushed her body against the mattress. They could both hear the sweet sound of their moans engulfing the room, volume increasing with every thrust he made.

“Fuck!” he groaned in frustration. His thick member seems too large no matter how hard he rammed her slit it wouldn’t all quite fit. Terrence shifted his weight on his arms so he could fully pound her even more vigorously. She arched her back trying to take more in. Her breath hitched before she howled in both pain and pleasure.

“That’s right babe, scream my fucking name!” Terrence ordered. His voice is aflame with lust.

“Ah! Terrence!” she wailed, eyes closed in ecstasy.

He slipped his throbbing shaft out of her slick heat, denying her peak. The woman gets up understanding what he flopped down on the bed. She began, slowly, stroking his rod with her long fingers and slurping on his tip with her greedy mouth. He grunted as her tongue slowly made love to his manhood.

Terrence grabbed her long hair and forcefully shoved her face into his crotch , making her gag on its length. Her doe eyes shone with tears.

“What the hell! Don’t stop, pussy!” Terrence yelled when she paused to cough. The woman submissively obliged and enveloped him again until Terrence spilled his seed, deep, hot, and salty inside her mouth. She gulped every ounce of his thick cream and savored it by licking her luscious painted lips.

Terrence, still unsatisfied, pushed her away before pinning her against the mattress. With greedy hands, he cupped her supple, ample breasts with his heated hands and massaged it vigorously. He tasted her, sucking her hard nipple into his mouth before licking it with gusto, like enjoying a delicious dessert.

“Cunt! Open your legs!,” he ordered in a firm voice, then he lowered his body between the delicateness of her thighs. The woman lifted both of her legs to give him a good view of her pearl.

He inserted his two fingers into her warm entrance making her body twitch and her back arch as he fondled it. He extended his tongue and savored her clit matching the rhythm of each lick to that of his fingers.

“Ah, damn! !” she exclaimed while tugging his dark hair. Hot waves of pleasure are consuming her as Terrence thrusted his fingers inside her.

He began thrusting it deeper and faster, keeping a punishing. Suddenly, her legs quivered signaling an impending climax. The woman screamed out in pleasure at the same time her juice squirted all over Terrence’s face.

“You nasty motherfucker!” he yelled angrily and forcefully flipped her body. His eyes feasted on her tight, sweaty ass. After slapping it sharply, he knelt, yanked her upwards onto all fours and forcefully entered her from behind. He felt her dripping core gripping his member. Her tightness heightening the sensation, excites him even more. In a low, sultry, and incoherent voice, she begged for more.

Leaning forward, his chest heaving with anger, pressed against her back, with steely fingers he grabbed her chin. “You do not tell me what to do, woman. I give the orders here, not you, skank!” he hissed.

“Get up and kneel down on the floor!” he demanded, angry eyes narrowed. The woman hurriedly followed his command. He positioned himself in front of her and made her eat his entireness again.

“This is what you get for telling me what to do! Now suck it!” He grabbed a handful of her soft hair making her wince in pain. Enraged, he shoved his engorged man-meat into her mouth, crushing every last inch down her throat. The way she gagged and choked, hot tears staining her cheeks, only aroused him further. The woman, desperate to please him, accepted every deep painful thrust with joy in her heart. Terrence grunted hard, his release pouring into her mouth once again. Her mouth wasn’t able to hold everything. Some of his hot milk dripped on the corner of her lips.

The alarm blared signaling the end of the session.

"It's time to go," he told her sternly, walking from the kneeling woman to turn off the alarm on the bedside table. He opened his bedside drawer and picked up one red envelope. This contained a hefty sum of money and threw it at her.