"Baton? Really?" Faye looked unimpressed, but then looked at the gun's holster, and hesistantly took a pipe. "Use the staff I gave you. Make it look natural. Like you usually do this - for enjoyment." Erik said, and she could hear some humour in his voice. She almost glared at the policeman - a failed gesture since she was quite enjoying it. She opened the bag and filled the pipe. Then she fired it up - the powder changed colour... she could see the smoke traveling through the pipe... and herself on the TV screens. "Ah~" A soft sight escaped her as she inhaled the smoke. Her body became hotter, a sweat started forming on her skin... it was... nice, relaxing...
"Oh fuh..." Jenny sees her husband frantically clicking off the webpage and trying to pull his pants up as she enters the room. "J-Just a second, honey!"
She entered the room acting as though she hadn't heard his request and made sure he saw that she saw what was on the screen. As he struggled with his pants she made sure to keep her face warm and affectionate so not as to spook him or make him feel accused or judged of anything. "What were you watching?" she asked lovingly.
Vince needs no more encouragement, moving back behind her and entering her with a strong thrust. "Good girl." He chuckles. "As a, ugh, reward, I'll let you have some clothes to leave here in."
"Yeah, you're just a depraved whore, aren't you?" He places his hand beneath her chin, making her look at him, making her admit it. "The elegant rich girl thing is just an act."
"Uuuhn." Still groaning in exhaustion, Vanessa wasn't prepared for Vince to suddenly move behind her, and savagely hilt himself inside of her. "Hiiii!" The sudden burst of pleasure brought by his cock breaking past her cervix, and ramming against her womb caused Vanessa's mind to flash white. Her eyes rolling back into her head, as her nails dig into his desk. "T-take it oouuut!" She exclaimed, even as her pussy tightens around his cock. "T-this isn't, aaahn, part of the deeaal!" She mewled, trying to get away. But with her still unable to use her legs properly, it seemed as if she was instead moving her hips, urging him to fuck her even more.
"I, uh..." He finally manages to pull his pants up. Jenny sees him considering whether to try and make up some kind of story, but he's never really been one to lie to his wife. "I... When Chastity and I saw that news report about your fight downtown, she mentioned that there was this pornstar she liked who looked just like Psychana. When she fell asleep, well, I got curious and figured I'd check to see how much she actually looked like you. Then, I suppose, I got kind of into it, and started watching the videos, and well... You saw what happened then." He looks down, embarassed.
"Oh yeah?" Vince chuckles, not stopping an inch. "Is that why you're moving your hips like that? I should have fucked you years ago."
Jenny smiled affectionately at her husband and sauntered over to him where she placed a loving hand on his cheek and made him look at her before she placed a kiss on his lips. When they broke apart she looked into his eyes. "Play it again."
"Ahmm~" A soft moan escaped Faye as her mind traveled high. "I'mmmm a ladyyy~" She slurted. Erik chuckled. "Of course." He pushed a golden dildo into her hands. "Why don't you record my reason for intervention?" "Hmm~" Faye moaned as she touched more gold. Erik pushed the straps covering her breasts aside ad positioned her hand right next to her pussy and stepped back. Faye slowly pushed the object into her snatch. "Ahmm!" She arched as her body immediately reacted with the gold, pleasure sky rocketing and her body weakening. She started thrusting the dildo, in and out, soon maoning as climax rocked her body.
"I'm not, I'm not, I'm not moving my hiiipppsss!" Vanessa shakes her head, trying to deny it. But with how sensitive her body has gotten, she could no longer deny the fact that a third orgasm was fast approaching. Her nails, thanks to her slightly superhuman physique thanks to being chosen by the collar, leaves scratch marks on his desk, as her pussy clamps down on his shaft. Her womb throbbing in anticipation for another load. "Aaaahn!" The heiress loses the ability to speak as she instead lets out another erotic moan.
"W-What?" Harold's eyes go wide, breathless in the aftermath of the kiss, but he does as she asks, bringing the video back up. "What's your name, baby?" The blonde, clad only in lingerie, is surrounded by men reminding Jenny of Hammer's thugs. "I'm Candy!" The porn star gives a bimboesque giggle, biting her lip. "And why are you here, Candy?" The cameraman asks, just like the camera man for Jenny's encounter with the thugs did. "To suck all your massive cocks!" She giggles again. As Candy's surrounded, sinking to her knees and ringed on all sides by the naked men, Harold's manhood pokes up again through his undone zipper, and he flushes in embarassment. "I didn't... I didn't think..." He tries to say something, but it's lost, as Candy begins to worship the cocks all around her.
"Lying? Shouldn't an elegant heiress like you be above something so base as a lie?" He spanks her ass hard as he fucks her. "I guess you got it from your mom - she must have honed that skill pretty well, hiding her affair from your dad." Vince laughs cruelly, rubbing it in. "That desk was expensive, whore..." He slaps her ass, harder this time, and she feels his cock leave her. "That, and the lies, deserve punishment." She feels his cockhead pressing against her asshole.
Faye took another smoke. "Ah~" A groan escaped her as her nipple were twisted. She started thrusting faster, her dress hiked up, the slit showing of her pussy, the golden dildo moving in and out of her snatch. She was completely concentrated on the action, soon she arched orgasmically again, pushing her entire breast into Erik's hand.
Jenny said nothing, but she pulled up a chair and sat down with her husband as they watched the video. The familiar script of the video piqued her curiosity, but that wasn't what she wanted to pay attention to. Instead she reached over and gently grabbed Harold's dick and began stroking it. "I love you." she whispered into his ear, letting him know there was no judgement from her as her hand moved up and down along his member. "Tell me-" she asked "-what turns you on? I want to know."
The sudden spank on her ass was enough to send Vanessa over the edge, making or squirt a third time. "Aaaahhn, nnnh!" The heiress biting her lower lip to keep her voice down, as her juices flood out of her sensitive pussy. "N-not lying... I'm not.... lying." She mumbled, tears of pleasure running down her cheeks, as she breathed heavily. Vanessa didn't have enough energy to retort his comment about her mother, especially not as Vince prods her asshole. "N-no, no, no, n-not there!" Her eyes widen, she moves hand behind her, trying to reach for him to push him away. "N-no, please, not there, I-I'll..." Her voice quivering as she pleads, knowing full well just how sensitive her asshole was. "I'll break..." She said in a low tone, fearing what'll happen to her if Vince floods her body with pleasure, just like what Melchett did to her.
"If I didn't know better..." Erik moves in to nibble against her breast, his tongue sliding around her nipple. "I'd say that you were the one who called the cops, whore."
"I love you too..." Her husband breathes, his cock hard and warm in her hand, twitching from the attention, as she strokes him. "I thought... I used to think I only liked things the way, ooh, we used to do them - just you and me, missionary... But now I'm not so sure..."
"Is that so?" He tugs her hair, pulling her upwards to face him, before forcing his tongue in her mouth. "Then I suppose I'll have to break you." He shoves his cock inside her ass without mercy.
