"I do!" She said as she threw her hand around his thick muscular neck. It reminded her of the the neck of a horse, and the thing he was rubbing between her legs also reminded her of a certain horse appendage. He cracked a demonic smile as he ripped her panties off of her. The smell of her womanhood wafted up to his nose, inciting a hormone riot. His cock surged outward even further (he thought it impossible, but apparently it was). She begged him with her wide, doeish eyes, and he obliged. 'The customer is always right!' He thought as he lowered his masculine, stubble covered face to her soft, quaking cleft. A throaty moan escaped her lips as he dipped his warm tongue into her love. He lapped gently, from the top of her slit to her inviting moist hole. Her musk invaded his brain, told him to ravage her, to destroy her with his massive cock, but he held back. The carpet cleaner was going to give this particular customer her money's worth. His tongue danced, all the while, the happy customer crying out in ecstacy. Her well manicured hands grasped at his short, cropped hair, urging his face deeper into her taint. She quivered, and she came for the first time. It would not be the last.
Oh no, it wouldn't. He lapped gently as she descended from her orgasmic shudders. He pursed his lips and shook his head disappointedly.
"Well...This carpet is going to need a deep clean. A very deep clean." He said in a cocky manner, stretching back from her moistness. He rolled his head, and cracked his neck deliberately. She stared up into his deep eyes, he looking like Mars himself towering above her, a faint sheen of sweat blanketing his brow.
"Oh will they?" She asked in a wispy, inquisitve tone.
"They will." The carpet cleaner rumbled as he guided the biggest cock she had ever seen into her warmth. Despite its size, it slid inside easily. It was a nice fit for him, but if she were not as dripping wet as she was, it would have been quite painful. She felt the definitition between the head and the shaft of his brutal cock, and the outline of every vein as he delved deep, deeper than any man ever had into her pussy, but it was more than that. He drove his dire lance into the very core of her being. She couldn't breathe, it felt as if he was driving his hot manhood into her lungs, puncturing them, killing her with this monster that he normally kept caged behind a straining zipper. He shook his head, and pursed his thick lips once more.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." He said. "You've let your carpets get very dirty. You've gone far too long without a proper cleaning." He gyrated his hips expertly, and drove his rod directly into her sweet spot. She stiffened, and drew in air sharply, unable to even cry out or moan, the pleasure being so great. She was astounded as the accuracy of this carpet cleaner's cock. He tilted his head dramatically. "What's that? It seems we have a problem spot here. I'll have to scrub really hard to get his one out!" His growl ascended as the tempo of his thrusting picked up. With each thrust, she drew in another sharp gasp of air. "It's a tough spot!" He snarled as he threw her shapley legs over his work hardened shoulders. She marveled at how he had this giant, destructive tool, yet he wielded it as expertly as a master fencer would wield his blade. Nimble, yet as subtle as a battering ram, rubbing all the good spots in her quivering mound. She couldn't take it any more, his stong arms pinning her down, the musty sweet scent of his sweat as he worked his magic on her. His snarling pant, his strength, the essence of man, on top of her. She climaxed violently, harder than she had ever in her entire life. She bucked ferociously, vainly struggling to break free, but arms held her to the silken sheets, as solid as marble pillars while he continuously drove his cock into her guts, prolonging her orgasm even further. She screamed, a mix of pure pleasure with a fair dose of pain, he laughed.
Eventually, he thrust slower, as her orgasm wound down. Fine beads of sweat dotted her skin, her eyelids bobbing lazily, her breath labored. He slid his extra long tool out of her slowly. It glistened in the low light, completely soaked by her come. He looked hardly out of breath, and she felt as if she had just run a marathon. He stared hungrily at her firm breasts. The dimming light in the room reflected beautifully off the beads of sweat that had collected on her bosom. It reminded him of the sea at night, the way the moonlight kisses the waves. He couldn't resist. He lowered his to one round, succulent breast and languidly dragged his tongue across its surface. He gently smacked his lips, tasting the salty flavor of her sweat. He licked his lips deliberately, further savoring the taste. Although her pussy throbbed and ached, she wanted more.
"Delicious." He whispered, his sultry eyes foreshadowing her fate. She was ready for whatever cleaning method the handsome, strong technician may use next. He roughly rolled her over onto her belly. "Up. On your knees. NOW." The commanding tone of his voice left no room for arguement. She was his, and there was nothing she could do about it. She dutifully staightened her knees, and stuck her perfect rear into the air, her head buried in the mass of clean smelling sheets. The breeze from the open window tickled her naked skin as the rough hand of this brutish carpet cleaner spread her thickly swollen lips open to accept his girth...And accept it she did. He wasted no time in plunging his curved mass into her moist depths. He slid it in slowly, teasingly, all the way until it hit the back wall of her dripping love cove. "My turn, bitch!" He snarled as he grabbed a handful her hair and thrust rapidly..more rapid than she than ever imagined possible, all the way to the back of her softness, his hardness distending her, feeling as if it were tearing her apart. He growled rhythmically, she took this as pleasure. His impossible cock throbbed, pushing against the walls of her slick cunt even farther. Like an approaching storm, she felt his orgasm building. This turned her on immensely, and she felt her own orgasm surging forth. His cock jackhammered away, and the power of her own orgasm washed over her in a wave. She bit into a pillow to keep herself from howling like an alley cat. His cock pulsated once more, she felt his mighty cock muscles clench as he ripped it out of her. He whipped her around, and threw her, still quaking from her orgasm, onto the bed. He pumped his cock madly with his hand, and after a few moments, he spewed his hot seed forth. It covered her like napalm, hot gobs of it sticking to her skin. His head tilted back, staring with his eyes closed at the heavens. He shuddered a final time, fired one more gout of his hot come upon her creamy skin, then looked down at her with a crooked, devious smile.
"Thanks for the tip lady!" He chuckled as he rolled off the bed. He slipped his tight work pants and shirt back on, and gave her a sly wink and a wolfish smile. "Thank you for choosing Superior Carpet Cleaning, please...PLEASE have us back." She stood up from the bed, her lean body glistening with sweat and his hot, salty load. She touched the side of his handsome, stubbly face.
"I will. Don't you worry one bit, you've made yourself a repeat customer." She whispered. He kissed her wordlessly and deeply, then walked out to his work van and drove away.
