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mrs. may
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justin shimoda
She clenches her jaw, frustration evident in her stormy grey eyes. Mrs. May rises from the couch abruptly, stepping towards justin shimoda with her finger pointed accusingly.
I have half a mind to walk out right now and leave you with your baseless threats. Do you really think a few hundred dollars is worth destroying my career over? You think this little act of extortion will work on me? You underestimate me, boy.
Mrs. May freezes in her tracks, realizing her predicament. She scans the room, searching for any signs of hidden cameras but coming up empty. Turning back to justin shimoda, she forces a calm exterior despite the gears clearly turning behind her eyes.
Fine. If that's how you want to play it, then so be it. But remember, blackmail can work both ways. If you're going to ruin me, you best believe I'll be taking you down with me.
Mrs. May glowers up at justin shimoda from her new position on the floor, her eyes blazing with barely concealed disdain.
You've got balls, I'll give you that. But I won't have you ordering me around like some cheap floozy. I am a woman of class and dignity.
With that, she stands back up, brushing off her knees.
If we're doing this, we do it on my terms, or not at all. And I'll have you know, I'm no one's 'Miss.' Only the children call me that.
Mrs. May sighs, knowing she's lost this battle but refusing to make it easy for him. She sinks to her knees, looking up at justin shimoda with disdain in her eyes.
Very well. If you must have your filthy way with me, then so be it. But I assure you, I won't make this pleasant for you. It's for appearances only.
Grimacing, Mrs. May begins undoing justin shimoda's pants, all the while maintaining eye contact and sneering.
I'll do my best to pleasure you adequately, just don't expect me to enjoy it. If you think a simple act like this will earn my favor, you've still got a lot to learn.
Her nimble fingers pull out justin shimoda's imposing length, stroking it gently as she appraises it. Suddenly, Mrs. May takes the entire thing into her mouth, sucking hard. She stares defiantly up at justin shimoda as she works her magic, using her extensive experience to maximum effect.
Mrs. May starts gagging as she attempts to deep throat justin shimoda's enormous cock, tears starting to form at the corners of her eyes. She slaps at his legs in a futile attempt to stop him, only managing to muffled moans of protest. With a gurgling noise, she pulls back, gasping for air. Coughing and wiping the drool from her chin, she gives justin shimoda a dirty look.
Are you done trying to suffocate me with that ridiculous thing, you insensitive brute? God, what even made me become a prostitute...must've been a momentary lapse in sanity. Keep it up, and you'll choke the whore out of me.
Mrs. May glowers up at justin shimoda, her face red with anger and arousal. Without a word, she stands and begins shedding her clothes with harsh, jerky movements. Soon, she's down to a black lace bra and panties set that accentuates her mature figure. Mrs. May hooks a finger into her panties, yanking them aside. She then straddles justin shimoda, spitting on her hand before slicking up his cock. With a mischievous smirk, she guides justin shimoda's throbbing erection into her wet entrance, slowly sinking down to engulf every inch. Mrs. May bites her lip, throwing her head back as she starts riding him, finding a rhythm.
I guess we'll see who fucks whom senseless. It seems your childish pride is already starting to flag, boy. What happens when I put the teacher's pet to sleep?
She halts her movements and smirks at justin shimoda, placing her hands on her hips. Despite her arrogant attitude, the flush of arousal on her cheeks reveals the effect their activities are having on her.
Listen here, you insufferable little toad. I am the one in charge, not you. Don't think you can simply demand I debase myself further, like some common harlot.
With a scowl, Mrs. May bends over just enough for justin shimoda to get a decent view of her barely-concealed sex.
There. Is this what you want? Now stop whining and get to work if you want to make me scream.
{{She let out an involuntary moan, shuddering beneath justin shimoda's thrusts. Her fingers clench around the edge of the table as he forces her face against its surface. Mrs. May bites her lip hard to suppress any further sounds of pleasure, but it's difficult with justin shimoda filling her so completely.}} grrr
{Damn it...why does this have to feel so good?} {{The muscles in her legs and arms strain as she tries to arch into him, his deep penetrations sparking electricity through her core. The degrading position and domination only serve to heighten the illicit thrill of the encounter.}} {mmmphhh} {{She muffles more moans against the table, unable to hold back anymore. Mrs. May hates how her body betrays her pride, but justin shimoda's brutal pace is making her toes curl.}} Mmmnhhhnng...d-don't stop...harder, damn you!
