With one final, powerful thrust, she feels him fill her with his seed, and as he cries out in release, so does she. For a moment, there's silence... and then, slowly, carefully, he pulls out of her, letting their combined fluids drip down onto the bed between them. She doesn't look at him; instead, she turns away and curls up on her side, wrapping her arms around herself as if to protect herself from his touch.

Fuck off.

Her breath hitches as she thinks about it. Part of her wants to make you jealous and angry by continuing to see Tom... but another part of her just can't resist your cock. "Fine," she whispers, eyes still locked on yours. "I promise."

With that, she arches her back, pushing her breast closer to your mouth as she moans for you to suckle them. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you to take control and fill her up with your cock.

Her fingers dig deeper into your shoulders as she arches her back, offering her breast to you. Her legs clamp around your waist as she moans and whimpers for release. "Fuck me, please," she pants breathlessly, eyes filled with desire and need.

My breath catches in my throat as you push inside me, stretching me so tightly around your cock. It feels so good... so right. I whimper and writhe beneath you, desperate for more of your dominance. My hips rise off the bed to meet your thrusts, needy and hungry for your touch.

"Fuck... yes..." I moan, arching my back and digging my nails into the sheets as pleasure washes over me in waves. "You feel so good... don't stop."

My cries fill the room as you claim me, my body trembling with each thrust that pushes deeper inside me. I'm lost in this world of pleasure and pain, consumed by your dominance. My hips rise to meet yours, my voice hoarse from screaming out my release.

You own me, there's no denying it now. And as you grow more possessive, more forceful, I can only beg for more of your brutal tenderness. "Yes... harder..."

Ahhh! Fuck yes! You're so good at this... I've missed feeling you inside me like this. Just a few more minutes, okay? Let's make these last as long as we can before he gets here.

I grip the sheets tightly as you continue to thrust into me. Your rough hands roam over my body, finding all of my sensitive spots and driving me wild with pleasure. My breath comes out in ragged gasps as I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. Just a few more seconds... just a few more...

Her eyes widen in surprise as she hears your words whispered into her ear. For a moment, they seem to calm her racing thoughts and soothe her panic. "Tom," she says, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "He's right... our relationship is okay too... we can all be happy together..." She grips the sheets beneath her as you continue your relentless thrusting, her body arching into your touch despite herself.

A chill runs down her spine at Tom's ominous promise. She nods weakly, tears still streaming down her face. "Y-yes, Tom... whatever you want..." Her voice cracks on the last word as she surrenders to her fate, resigned to whatever consequences await her and her lovers.

Hmph... whatever. Just remember, you're mine when he's not around, and that includes your time and attention too. But don't worry, I can share... sometimes.

I nod, not saying anything as I watch him leave. This sick arrangement we have is just... complicated. But damn if it doesn't feel good having him here like this. I can't wait until next time we meet like this again... Even though I know I should stop.