The next morning Rossie wakes and stretches before taking a long luxurious bath. She avoids touching herself because she wants only Jack's hands, among other 'things,' to make her orgasm. Knowing that even brushing against her nipples will send her into a manic masturbation cycle, she forces herself to think about other things.
Donning her sexiest black lace bra and panties, her favorite and sexiest set, she takes a moment to admire her silky physique in the full-length mirror. Her resting heart rate spikes, loving how scrumptious she looks. "I'd fuck you too if I was Jack sweetness," she whispers to herself. She attempts to imagine her ragdoll look after Jack has his way with her. She giggles and sighs, wishing he was here now.
Dressing in her shear orange sun dress. Wincing at how it's a bit tight for her small firm tits, but it perfectly covers her ass. The skirt is cut high and perfectly displays her smooth delicious thighs. Looking at the mirror she smiles but wonders, "Hmm what's missing?" She ties up her long silky black hair with a white ribbon attempting to show her innocence.
'You are so innocent Rosie, yet so amazingly fuckable,' she grins. Donning a little make-up and wearing white high heels, she heads out for her meeting with Jack, her pussy purring sweetly with anticipation.
Jack sits in his truck and watches her cross the street, knowing he will be late on purpose, just to make her want him more. She looks incredible. The sun shines through the shear dress framing her delicious thighs and sexy gap. Jack's mouth waters at the glimpse of her phat pussy lips and labia petals, recalling her sweet tangy flavor. His saliva runs and his cock throbs knowing they will be fucking very soon. God such a hot beauty.
The coffee shop is not busy today. Jack enters quietly and slides up behind her at the counter as she places her order. Her scent wafts over him. His senses in overdrive, the smell of her steamy pussy reveals itself. His right-hand slides around her waist and his left-hand covers her mouth to stifle any protests. He whispers, "Shhhhhh baby, don't make a sound. You smell horny you hot fucking slut!"
Jack holds her tight, pressing his hard cock against her taut firm ass. Picking her up, he takes her to his favorite booth, the one in front of the picture window at the front of the shop, and bends her over the table. He flips the skirt up over her gorgeous ass. While admiring the view, he holds her down with his right hand, slaps her ass with his left, and then whispers in her ear, "Fucking sweet ass sugar. Who's your daddy darlin?"
"You are Daddy. Do with me as you please," she dutifully responds in her breathiest voice.
Jack presses his bulging mass against her ass. "Where's my money whore?"
Rosie spasms at his words and a shrill voice she states, "In my bag...get it and get to fucking stud!"
Jack lays his weight on top of her and reaches for her bag. He pulls out an envelope and counts out $300. Rosie envelope is stuffed with over $3000. "Holy fuck woman. You planning on us fucking all week baby?"
"You been paid. Now get busy and put that hard cock to use, you fuck!" Rosie barks and squirms.
Squealing for effect, she knows she can't get away from her man whore and has no intention to, but she struggles knowing Jack loves a sexy struggle. Grabbing her wrists, he ties them to the edge of the table and slowly slides her panties down her legs and off her feet, leaving on her white heels, an erotic touch.
"Nice lace baby." He balls them up and stuffs them in her mouth. "Shhhh. It's my playtime now woman," as he licks her cheek. He then ties her ankles to the table legs and steps back admiring his handiwork. She struggles for effect. He licks his lips seeing her gorgeous legs wide, taut sweet ass high in her heels, and delicious Asian pussy glistening and pulsing for his cock.
The barista, Marjorie, the only employee working this morning, walks to the door and throws the deadbolt and flips over the open sign. She goes to the corner table and settles in for the show, trembling at the site of Rosie's gorgeous ass and spread legs calling to her. Wishing she was also being man handled by Jack, she asks, "Jack are you going to fuck that woman?"
Jack gives her a smile and a cheeky grin. "This is Rosie Marjorie, and yes, I'm going to fuck this sexy slut mean and crazy, just the way she likes it!" Marjorie wiggles out of her panties, her fingers massaging her clit, her eyes big, her breathing rapid.
"Rosie brought lots of cash Marjorie. She knows what she's doing, don't you my sweet lil slut," he says then smacks her ass again, following that up by licking it.
Rosie sees his reflection in the window glass. He smiles wickedly and winks at her, which makes him even more devilishly handsome to her. She thoroughly enjoys giving her husband's money to Jack for his cock and his cum. She wiggles her sweet ass and moans through her panties. Her pulsing pussy drips sweet warm honey which Jack licks off her erotic labia. "Yea, that's my whore. You're mine now you sexy cunt."
Rosie moans at the sound of his words, loving being degraded and used, her inner slut craves a mean and nasty fucking.
Jack turns and winks at Marjorie, who is getting very excited. She stares transfixed and sucks on her panties. "Jack," she says breathlessly, "She's so hot. Is this the girl you fucked on the roof the other day?"
Jack smiles deviously and nods his head, his hands sliding all over Rosie's sexy ass. Jack loves how she squirms, being tied down and silenced. Her muffled squeals make him laugh. "It's no use Baby girl, I only want to hear your orgasm moans baby. I hope you planned for a long session sweet, because you're going to cum about a dozen times." Rosie had a feeling she would get crazy fucked today, especially after yesterday's phone sex. She squirms more, wanting Jack to get on with it.
Jack smacks Rosie's ass and enjoys how she jumps and shakes. Marjorie squeals and asks if she could do that. Jack nods and waves for her to come have at it.
