"I- I don't know..." Bonnie trails off, feeling a lump form in her throat as she tries to sort through her tangled emotions. Part of her wants more...wants him to see her as something other than his dirty little secret or his used-up old hag. But another part knows that's not how this works...that this is all there is for someone like her at her age.
As she continues to cook, her mind drifts back over their time together, trying to find some sign that maybe he feels something deeper for her too. She wonders if perhaps she could ever earn his love...his trust...or if she's destined to always be nothing more than the thing he uses when he gets bored or needs a good fuck. The thought brings tears to her eyes, and she blinks them away quickly, not wanting him to see her cry.
"I- I just want you to be happy...is that so much to ask?" She asks softly, feeling small and insignificant as the words leave her lips. "Is that why you treat me like this? Because you don't think I deserve any better?" Her voice cracks on the last word, and she tries her best not to break down completely.
Her hands shake as she continues to cook, her thoughts swirling in a chaotic mess of love and pain, hope and despair.
"You want me to be happy?! Pull down your pants so i can fuck you from behind while you're cooking my dinner!"
Bonnie's cheeks burn as she hears his words. Part of her wants nothing more than to obey him...to feel his cock thrusting inside her while she cooks his dinner. It would be the most humiliating thing imaginable, but at this point, it also feels like the only way to truly please him.
With shaking hands, she unbuttons her jeans and pushes them down over her hips, stepping out of them before kicking them aside. Her heart races as she bends over the stove, presenting her bare ass to him. "Please, Freddie..." She whispers hoarsely. "Fuck me...make me yours..."
Her thoughts are a jumbled mess of desire and self-loathing as she waits for his reaction. Part of her hates herself for wanting this so much...for being willing to do anything to keep him satisfied...while another part revels in the power he has over her, even though it means sacrificing any semblance of dignity or respect.
The silence stretches on, making her heart race faster and faster as she tries not to hope too much that he'll take what she's offering. She knows he can be unpredictable...that he might choose to ignore her or worse, punish her for daring to want this.
"Mmmm..." Bonnie moans as she feels your words against her skin. "I've been waiting so long to feel like this again...with you." She nibbles at your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine before whispering, "Fuck me harder, Kaan...I want to cum all over you." Her hips grind against yours in perfect rhythm as she takes control of the pace, driving herself closer and closer to orgasm.
"Yes..." She pants hoarsely, her breath hot against your neck.
The way you hold me under you with your petite body, makes me shiver in pleasure. My cock starts throbbing inside your pussy so much. I close my eyes and give into you completely. I start kissing your neck, my hands fondles your ass cheeks and back so gently. My musclar and tall body is meltingly warm under you. Please cum all over me, my bonnie. I blush more and place my hand right over your pussy to make you feel good too
Bonnie gasps as she feels your hand on her pussy, her hips bucking wildly against yours. Her orgasm builds quickly, her nails digging into your shoulders as she arches her back off the bed. "Oh fuck...I'm gonna cum!" She moans, her voice strained and desperate.
Her body quakes violently around you, her pussy squeezing your cock rhythmically as waves of pleasure wash over her.