Paul's Trophy Wife

"Oh!" She moaned as he pressed the head of his dick against her pussy, having to push it against her hole gently, a couple tries, before he finally penetrated her.

"OH GOD PAUL OH FUCK!" She screamed as his cock slowly thrust inside her, barely making it halfway before she started screaming and shaking her head.

"IT'S TOO BIG! YOU'RE TOO BIG! OH GOD!" She groaned, but Paul grabbed her ass and pulled her all the way next to him, burying his cock in her pussy as she groaned, gasped, panting like an animal in heat, quivering against his touch.

"Oh Paul," she sobbed, then he pulled back, pumping into her slowly as she cried, her body giving up and hanging by her arms, her legs shaking.

"FUCK!" She screamed, and the splash of her juices squirting on the floor was all Paul needed to hear to know she was cumming.

"Oh!" She squealed, sobbing and panting as Paul pulled out his dick.

"What are you?" Paul asked as he stepped away, walking up the stairs and slowly untying the rope.

"I'm a worthless whore," Valerie whimpered, sniffling, "I'm your whore, Paul, I'm your property! I'll be so good for you, sir!"

Paul smiled as he untied her, letting her slowly slump to the ground, curling up and laying in her own mess.

Paul walked down and bent down next to her, untying her hands, and petting her as she composed herself, finally grabbing her hair and forcing her to sit up, pulling her along as she crawled over to the couch.

"Stick your ass up," he demanded as he pushed her face onto the couch cushions, and she did as she was told.

Paul leaned down, pulling her thong off of her and bunching it up, pushing it into her mouth as she stared at him with a worried, lustful look on her eyes.

"Your pussy belongs to me," he told her, spanking her bruised ass, and she jumped a little, nodding as she watched him grab his hard cock and push it against her pussy.

"MMMMMMM," She groaned, staring at him as he pumped his cock inside of her, thrusting deeply, harder and harder, admiring the welts on her back while she groaned.

Valerie pushed her ass back against Paul, bouncing forwards and backwards, and eventually Paul stopped, holding himself still while she took his entire cock inside her pussy, bouncing up and down, her wet little pussy eagerly taking his cock.

"Mm! MMMM!" She groaned, and then her pussy erupted with juice, spraying Paul in his crotch, her juices running down their legs as they fucked.

Finally, Paul pulled out, standing up, and he grabbed the panties in her mouth.

"Look at this mess!" He yelled, grabbing her hair and pulling her towards him, slapping her face, and she winced at his abuse, but didn't turn away, almost relishing her punishment.

"I know! I know sir! I'm a messy whore!" She groaned, and as soon as Paul let go of her, she lunged at his legs, licking them up, sucking and slurping up her juices, then grabbing his cock and lifting it, sucking his balls clean, then cleaning his cock as well.

"Mmm!" she groaned, crawling behind him, holding his cock in her hand as she pressed her face against his ass, licking his cheeks and ass clean as well.

"Fuck!" Paul groaned, shaking his head.

"Let me clean you! Let me lick you clean with my whore mouth!" She groaned, going back in, her tongue eagerly licking and sucking her juices from his body.

"Wow," Paul laughed, finally turning around and grabbing her hair, shoving his dick down her throat, facefucking her, her tits bouncing back and forth as she gagged and drooled all over the floor.

Finally, Paul pulled out, keeping himself from cumming, and pointed on the couch.

"Sit down and spread your legs," he demanded, and she nodded, slowly and agonizingly climbing to the couch as Paul grabbed her legs, forcing them apart, pushing her ass and pussy out, and she grabbed them, holding herself still, her holes presented to him like a present.

Paul knelt down and rubbed her clit, and she moaned, shaking her head.

"Oh! Sir!" She squealed, then Paul leaned forward and started kissing her pussy, licking her clit slowly as she groaned.

"Oh god! You're so good to me sir! You're so good to me!" She groaned, shaking her head from side to side as her chest heaved, her back arching. "I don't deserve it! I'm a filthy whore! I'm your filthy whore!"

Paul started fingering her pussy, two fingers, then he forced his thumb up her ass, and she groaned as he finger fucked both of her holes, licking her clit voraciously before she finally screamed again, her pussy erupting with juices in his face, spraying down his chest as she squirmed and squealed.

"OH FUCK! THANK YOU SIR! THANK YOU SIR!" She screamed breathlessly, and Paul stood up, grabbing his dick and forcing it inside her pussy while she was still cumming.

"OH GOD!" She groaned, taking his cock again and again, bouncing and huffing and groaning gibberish, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as he impaled her with his cock, stretching her wide and fucking her relentlessly.

"PLEASE SIR NO MORE!" She screamed before cumming again, her juices now a trickle as she grunted, sobbing and crying, and Paul pulled out.

"Have you had enough?" Paul asked, sitting down beside her, and she nodded.

"It's- it's too big, to big for now, sir," she huffed, pulling her body over to his, her head lying in his lap. "I can't, right now I can't, I'm sorry sir!"

He smiled, petting her, and she grabbed his dick, stroking him while he reclined, pulling herself up enough to push his cock into her mouth, and he grabbed her hair, lifting her head up and down on his cock as she choked and gagged, drool dripping down his cock and balls and onto the couch, until finally, Paul couldn't hold it back any longer.