The room was incredible.
Malcolm momentarily glanced around at his ornate surroundings. There were many objects of art in the huge sitting room, most of them guilded. He was no art connoisseur, but he knew the Mona Lisa had to be a print. He wasn't sure about the Monet or the Remingtons. He was certain the life-size statue of Michelangelo's David was a very well done copy. There were certain pieces of art which were so famous, he knew a private collector could not possess the originals.
Still. He could not help but be impressed by the good taste and obvious wealth Eloise possessed. In addition to a smoking hot body.
Not that he lacked wealth himself. His NFL career had seen to that. And that is where he had met the heiress.
He slowly removed her clothing and found his suppositions had been accurate. She had been blessed with large, plush breasts, wide hips, and a tasty looking pussy in addition to money.
He lay her naked body gently on the huge bed.
Then he began to remove his own clothing. Always full of humor, he hung his suit coat over one of the statue of David's arms. Next he draped his tie over "David's" famous flaccid penis.
He hung his trousers over David's other arm, followed shortly by his boxer briefs.
Eloise stared in awe at his chiseled, Adonis like features. His chest fairly rippled, his abdomen bore the most well-defined six pack she had ever seen.
And for all that was holy. A still flaccid slab of meat hung nearly to his knees, as thick around as a beer bottle. The flared head was the most perfect thing she had ever seen. She had never performed fellatio in her life...it was beneath her. But damn, she wanted that huge ebony phallus in her mouth. She wanted to taste that flesh and make it turgid.
And she wanted that turgid shaft sliding in and out of her sex. Fuck it. Her cunt.
When he approached she sat up so she could make the first image happen. She reached out and lifted the heavy shaft...and placed it to her lips. She tried to envelope it, but couldn't. So she bathed it with her tongue and sucked on as much of the helmeted shaft as she could.
When it had grown to it's full tumescence of what had to be over 9 inches, she lay back and spread her legs in invitation.
Malcolm lay down on top of her. His penis pressed against her nether lips, he kissed her. Holding his position to tease her, he sucked her fingers one at a time into his mouth, fellating each of them.
Including her ring finger, which bore the huge diamond which had to be worth 50K at least.
Damnit he enjoyed bedding married women. All the fun with none of the commitment.
Slowly...for her agonizingly...he pressed his thick shaft into her tight vagina until he bottomed out. Until he felt his balls pressed against her perfect ass.
She was taking quick, deep breaths by now. Her pussy was stretched wider than it had ever been. She wasn't sure she could take it.
Malcolm didn't care. She would take it because she would never have better. He just took their pussies for the same reason he refused to EAT their pussies. Because with his cock, his stamina, and his muscles, he didn't have to butter up his conquests. Just take them.
They would beg him to destroy their pussies, to fuck them senseless even though it would be obvious to their husbands.
