PropertySex – Landlord fucks finest pal’s sizzling ex-girlfriend

“You’re a day late with the rent!” the burly landlord barked, pounding his fist on the door. From contained in the condo, a raveled lady cautiously opened the door a crack. “I’m sorry Mr. Jenkins, I wasn’t feeling well,” stammered Sarah, the voluptuous blonde tenant. The landlord pushed his method inside, not caring for her excuses. His eyes instantly roamed over Sarah’s barely-covered type, clad solely in a skimpy bathrobe that accentuated her ample curves.

“Well, well, well. Seems to me a pretty thing like you should be able to come up with the cash some other way,” he leered, licking his lips. Sarah blushed and tried to drag her gown tighter, nevertheless it was futile. The silky materials glided off her shoulders, exposing the creamy swell of her breasts. Mr. Jenkins wasted no time, reaching out to roughly palm her tits. Sarah whimpered however did not resist, having realized from expertise that defiance solely made him worse.

The landlord simply flipped up her skirt, revealing she wore nothing beneath. He wasted no time stripping off his pants, revealing an enormous, already erect cock. Sarah gasped at its dimension however held nonetheless as he shoved her face-first in opposition to the wall. “You’re going to pay up now, you money-grubbing slut,” he growled as he kicked her legs aside. Sarah might solely moan in protest as he roughly entered her from behind, not bothering with foreplay or lube.

Mr. Jenkins set a punishing tempo, pounding into Sarah’s tight cunt. Her ample ass jiggled with each thrust. He reached round to grope her bouncing breasts, pinching her laborious nipples painfully. “Ungh, yes! I’m going to ruin your ex pussy!” he grunted. Sarah might solely whimper and take it, bracing herself in opposition to the wall. Tears streamed down her face, however the landlord paid them no thoughts. He was too centered on utilizing her shaved slit like a private playground.

After rutting into her doggy fashion, Mr. Jenkins abruptly flipped Sarah round and pushed her again onto the mattress. She landed in a tangle of limbs. He wasted no time climbing on prime and sliding again inside her drenched gap. Sarah groaned on the unique approach, feeling each ridge and vein. “Mmm, you’re really nice and wet for me now,” Mr. Jenkins praised, swiveling his hips. “Too bad your boyfriend couldn’t get you this excited.”

Sarah bit her lip laborious, making an attempt to carry again any extra noises. Mr. Jenkins shortly uninterested in her lack of participation. Grabbing her hips, he flipped her over and mounted her from behind once more. He fucked her laborious and quick, slapping her ass till it was pink. “Take it, you filthy fucking slut!” he snarled. Sarah whimpered into the mattress, her face flushed and moist with tears. She’d by no means felt so used earlier than.

Mr. Jenkins pounded into her hungrily, grunting like a wild beast. Sarah knew he was shut, his cock swelling inside her. With a loud bellow, he pinned her down and emptied his heavy load into her unprotected pussy. Sarah sobbed as his seed crammed her up, grunting with every sizzling jet of cum. When he lastly pulled out with a moist pop, his pearly seed dripped out of her uncooked, gaping gap. The sight made Mr. Jenkins sigh with satisfaction.

“Don’t forget the rent next time,” he warned as he tucked his softening cock again into his pants. He slapped her reddened ass one final time earlier than leaving, slamming the door behind him.

Sarah collapsed face first into her pillow, muffling her damaged sobs. She felt so soiled, used. Her physique ached throughout from Mr. Jenkins’ tough therapy. But most of all, she felt humiliated. She’d by no means been taken with such pressure and aggression earlier than. And Peter, her ex, would by no means know that the person who claimed him was so merciless.

She gingerly stood up on shaky legs, making her method to the toilet on unsteady toes. Leaning over the sink, she checked out her reflection – the reddened pores and skin, the intercourse tousled hair, the haunted look in her eyes. She regarded like a well-used whore. With a quiet sniffle, Sarah reached for her toothbrush. She wanted to clean away all traces of Mr. Jenkins, even when she might by no means wash away the reminiscence of his brutal fucking.