“Do you understand me?”
“Yes sir,” she responded.
“That’s better. Turn the dial to rinse. Put your big titties on the machine,” I demanded as I pushed on her back, forcing her to bend at the waist.
She bent down, turned the dial, and pressed her breasts to the machines surface. The machine quickly began to wobble. Using my foot, I spread her legs apart wider than her chosen stance. I gripped my cock in my right hand and stroked the shaft.
I guided my cock into her pussy and slowly pressed it into her all the way. As it slid inside, she moaned loudly.
“If you cum, I will slap the shit out of you,” I barked.
She shook her head side to side.
“No sir. Sorry. No sir,” she said apologetically.
I gathered her hair in my right hand and worked my way to the base of her skull. Gripping her hair tightly, I began to fuck her deep and slow.
“Count, Kelli, count the strokes. Every one of them,” I said.
“Sir?” she asked.
“Count God damn it. You can still count, right? Seventy-seven. I know you can count that high. Count my fucking strokes,” I said in a stern tone.
“Yes sir,” she said.
I pulled her hair, arching her back and slid my cock inside of her until my hips are against her ass. I held it there. She said nothing. I pulled her hair sharply.
“Oh, uhhmm. One,” she said.
I slid my cock back slowly and pressed it back inside until my hips pressed her round ass.
“Two.”
I repeated the stroke.
“Three.”
I slowly slid my cock all the way out of her wet pussy and stepped back, admiring her ass and pussy. I moved closer to her and guided my cock back inside of her. Slowly, I slid it inside.
“Four.”
I held it in place and took a deep breath. She moaned.
“Don’t you dare,” I said.
And I began to fuck her as hard and as fast as I could.
“Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine, Ten. Ten. Eleven. Oh fuck. Thirteen.”
“Please?” she asked.
“No. Not yet,” I responded.
She bent her knees and straightened them back to standing. My cock slammed in and out of her soaking wet pussy. It sounded like I was slapping her ass with my hands.
“Oh, God Erik. Uhhmm. Fifteen. Oh. Fuck.”
“Now? Can I cum?”