The Book of Power

Meanwhile, inside the car,

Elli's tight, greedy cunt convulsed like a fucking vice, generating a powerful suction that drew his throbbing cock deeper into her slick, honeyed depths, her velvety walls wriggling like tiny, hungry mouths sucking and milking every inch of his shaft, causing his balls to churn and tighten as he sped up his brutal pounding.

With every savage thrust, her plump ass collided against his thighs with a loud, obscene slapping sound, coupled with the wet, filthy squelching noises of their mixed juices splashing and gushing out, soaking everything as he fucked her like a wild animal in heat.

At the same time, he flipped her around to face him, staring into her euphoric, cock-drunk eyes and that alluring, flushed face twisted with raw fascination and insatiable desire.

Max licked his slightly dry lips, then leaned forward, crashing his mouth against her luscious, swollen lips, devouring her like a starving man, tasting her sweet fluids and the salty remnants of their filthy fuck.

The two stayed locked like that for a while, with her straddling his lap in a messy cowgirl position, her dripping pussy still impaled balls-deep on his cock, his thick cum filling her up, plugging her womb with his hot seed.

After the lewd, passionate kiss, he pulled away, a thin, glistening thread of saliva connecting their parted lips like a dirty reminder, as he locked eyes with her.

"So, Elli..."

"Mm."

"What did you think of what I said earlier?"

"What?" She blinked, her expression full of post-orgasm intoxication and seductive charm, her tits heaving with every shallow breath.

"About you being mine..."

"Idiot..."

She murmured, then leaned forward, pressing her cum-smeared lips against his again, her tongue invading his mouth to tell him the answer he craved without words.

"Is this answer enough? Or do you wanna wait for a few months when I show you the actual proof—your bastard child swelling my belly."

"Hm..." Now it was his turn to hum teasingly, as she cupped his face with her soft hands, her nails digging in just a bit.

"What, are you sulking? Your thick seeds are pumped so fucking deep inside my womb that I know I'll get knocked up with your kid, you stud."

"No. It's not sulking. And you didn't answer what I asked."

"Didn't I...?"

"I wanna hear it from your mouth, you slut."

"Tell me you're mine."

"Really..."

Staring at his handsome face, looking into his intense eyes that burned with passion, making her heart throb and her well-fucked pussy twitch around his still-hard cock... feeling his hot cum sloshing so full inside her womb.

Wasn't she his already? 

"From now on, I'm yours, just yours."

Finally.

Hearing her words, Max sighed in relief and triumphant happiness, his cock twitching inside her at the conquest.

After all, finally he'd managed to conquer another woman... this time without using too much hypnosis, though the first one was kinda like that too.

Anyway,

However, while he was thinking about it, seeing him lost in thought, Elli thought he didn't believe her words, so she added, grinding her hips slowly on his lap, stirring his cum deeper into her.

"I swear. I'll just divorce that worthless cuck and move in with you, is that okay...?"

Huh.

Max blinked and spoke.

"Okay... uh, that would be too much..."

Too much.

Babe, you're already balls-deep in a married slut's cunt in a car, pumping her full of cum while her husband watches like a clueless pervert.

What is too much?

"So you want me to continue my relationship with that man?"

'I didn't expect you to have such a fetish.'

Elli blinked, as if she was seeing the young man in front of her for the first time, her pussy clenching teasingly around his shaft.

Max blinked.

"No... just the marriage. 

You're not allowed to have sex with your husband or anyone else.

No, you're not allowed to let any other man touch you, not even a finger on your skin."

He didn't have any cuckold fetish.

His women, he would never let any other man touch them... no one...

He was too fucking possessive, and having power only fueled it further.

If he wasn't sure that the tinted windows would block any view from the outside, he wouldn't even be railing his aunt inside the car like this.

Hearing his words, Elli nodded, as if in relief, her hands roaming over his chest. "Don't worry. I won't let any man touch me—my husband or anyone else. This body, this pussy, it's all yours now."

Then she added, with a sly grin.

"So you're just a married woman enthusiast, huh? Love stealing and breeding taken sluts?"

"Uh... not that much."

As if thinking about something, she spoke, her voice husky. "No... is that the reason why you didn't tell your dad about your sister's cheating? So they won't get a divorce and you could keep satisfying your married woman fetish..."

"The heck. No, I don't have such a fetish, okay? It's just a bit stimulating stealing a woman but that's it."

Max denied it vehemently, but paused, his cock hardening again inside her at the thought.

Now that he thought about it, it did seem like a fetish.

First his stepmom, then his aunt—all married wives, all conquered and creampied.

But that's just a coincidence.

He did not have such a fetish. Damn it.

Pushing away his thoughts, he looked at the woman on his lap, her teasing smile making him growl as he said.

"And let's not talk about my fetish. Isn't it the same for you? Didn't your cheating cunt tighten like a whore when you saw your husband watching you ride reverse cowgirl on my cock, your ass bouncing like a desperate slut?"

"Uh..." Now she was speechless, her cheeks flushing as she bit her lip.

Well, whatever.

"Okay... so don't divorce him. Just don't let him take any advantage. After all, you're mine."

"But what if he insists?"

She whispered, leaning in close, her hot breath tickling his ear as she started grinding her ass on his lap, stirring his cock inside her cum-filled pussy. "Baby, look, as I'm right now, I'm just a weak woman, exhausted from your relentless pounding, my holes abused and leaking your seed."

"And look." She pointed at the man outside, still lurking like a pathetic voyeur, and said. "He's had that perverted, horny look on his face the whole time. If I go back right now like this—reeking of your cum, my thighs sticky with our mess—and he forces himself on me, what could I do? 

I'd be too spent to fight, completely exhausted, my pussy completely sore from your abuse..."

"Such a situation, can you bear it?" 

"So, darling, why don't you just deal with him?"

"After all, I'm your personal cocksleeve, your exclusive cumdump, who only belongs to you...

How can any other man covet me?"

Her warm breath, coupled with the alluring, seductive movements of her ass grinding on his hardening cock, made him rasp, "Fuck... I—"

This vixen...

Damn it!

He knew she was still suspicious about today's incident and just wanted to test whether he really did something shady or not.

After all, he had already railed her tight holes for hours earlier, pounding her senseless, and she was strutting around just fine afterward... he didn't believe this quick car fuck would leave her so weak and cock-drunk that she couldn't refuse a man trying to shove his pathetic dick in her.

As for forcing... well, she's a doctor, after all. 

How could she not know the law? 

Even if the guy outside was behaving like a horny dog in heat, pants tented and drooling, he wouldn't dare to touch her if she didn't want it—unless he wanted his ass in jail.

So, wasn't it all just bullshit.

However, he didn't mind it.

If she wanted to know, he'd spill every filthy detail.

Anyway, he had already heard that satisfying ding sound when she said she was his, and knew her name was already locked in the partners list, so he didn't give a fuck.

However, he wouldn't answer such a roundabout question.

So, after hearing her words, Max didn't reply, instead, he gripped her hips tight, pulled his thick, cum-slick cock out of her greedy, overflowing cunt until only the fat head remained teasing her stretched entrance, then slammed balls-deep back in with a brutal thrust, making her juicy ass cheeks ripple and jiggle like jelly, forcing out a loud, whorish moan from her lips.

"Ohhhh.... Max... fuck, my phone's ringing... wait, he's here... mhnmm... ahh, don't stop thrusting, you bastard..."

She looked ahead, her body trembling like a leaf, her big tits bouncing as she watched Daniel approach the car step by step, her heart pounding in her chest, her pussy clenching harder around his invading shaft.

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"Elli..."

After watching the intense, filthy sex inside the car, the shadowy outline of a slut riding reverse cowgirl, ass slamming down on a massive cock—Daniel was about to slink back, his mind racing about his wife.

He yanked out his phone and dialed again... but.

This...

His heart skipped a beat, throat tightening.

Being so close, he wasn't mistaken.

The phone was ringing... and that goddamn sound was echoing from inside the car.

So, the one inside is...

No...

He couldn't believe it.

He didn't want to believe it.

His footsteps trembled as he staggered toward the car, knuckles rapping desperately on the tinted window.

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