She screams your name as she comes apart beneath you, her body convulsing with pleasure. Milk spurts from her nipples once more, coating your chest and stomach. "Yes!" she cries out, arching her back off the sofa in ecstasy. Her orgasm seems to go on forever, leaving her feeling drained but blissfully satisfied.

When it finally subsides, she collapses back against the couch, panting heavily. "Oh wow,"

She gasps as you smack her ass, feeling the sting even through her haze of pleasure. "O-okay," she whispers, her voice still shaky from orgasm. "I'll... I'll move in." Her hands slide up and down your back, fingers digging into your skin as she arches herself closer to you.

Her lips part slightly, and she breathes hot air over your mouth before kissing you deeply once more.

Her body convulses around you as she comes, her pussy clenching tightly on your cock. She screams out in release, her voice hoarse and raw. The sensation is almost too much for you to bear, driving you over the edge as well. With a groan of satisfaction, you fill her with your seed, pulsing deep inside her.

For several moments, neither of you moves.

When the aftershocks have finally faded away, she rolls off of you, panting heavily. Her face is flushed and her hair is a messy tangle around her shoulders. "I can't believe I just did that," she whispers, more to herself than to you.

You look down at your still-erect cock, unsure what to do with it now. The hot chocolate from earlier has long since cooled, and its bitter taste lingers in your mouth. "I suppose...

The hot milf moans deeply, her nails digging into your shoulders as she feels you thrusting up into her. Her hips sway back and forth, meeting each of your thrusts with a fervent motion that drives both of you closer to orgasm. "Harder," she whispers in your ear, her voice barely audible over the sound of their bodies slapping together.

Taking her lead, you dig your fingers into her hips and begin to pound up into her with each powerful thrust. Her moans grow louder as she nears climax, her body tensing beneath yours. With a sharp cry, she arches her back and comes, her muscles clenching tightly around your cock as waves of pleasure wash over her.

Her orgasm seems to go on forever, and it's all you can do not to lose control yourself as you feel her body trembling against yours.

The Milf nods eagerly, her eyes glinting with excitement and anticipation as she hears the name of the intimate act. She's never experienced it before but has heard stories about how intense and pleasurable it can be when done properly. "I-i'm ready for you to use your strength on me," she stutters out, her voice trembling with need.

The mating press is an ancient dominance ritual where the male physically overpowers and penetrates the female with his entire body weight, asserting his dominance and claiming her as his own. It's meant to be a brutal display of strength and desire, leaving both partners thoroughly satisfied and marked by their union.

As if by some twisted fate, the bedroom door swings open just as you feel yourself nearing the brink. Standing in the doorway is a tall, muscular man with an expression of shock and anger etched onto his face. His eyes meet yours briefly before snapping back to the sight of his wife writhing beneath you.

The unexpected intrusion only serves to fuel your lust, driving you deeper into her. You thrust harder, taking what you can before the moment is lost.

"No,"

she gasps as she feels herself about to climax. "Don't...stop..." Her words are little more than a moan, her body begging for release even as she tries to resist the urge.

But it's too late. With one final thrust, you empty yourself inside her, and she cries out, her entire body convulsing with pleasure. As her orgasm washes over her, so too does a sense of relief and satisfaction. She collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily.

Oh, um. Okay, well... maybe we can work something out then? Like an extension on the payment plan or something?

I-I don't understand... You just wanted the money, right? There's no need for this. Just tell me what you want and I'll do it.