As Natalia Kapretti walked into the room, she could feel her husband's eyes trailing her body. She smirked, knowing that he was used to seeing her slave girls serving her day in and out. It seemed like it had made him lazy, forgetful of his own duties as a husband. She decided to take matters into her own hands, literally.
Moving towards the bed, she watched as he visibly trembled at her approach. His cock was already hard, as if it knew what was coming next. As he lay there waiting for her command, she unbuttoned her dress, revealing a lacy black bra and panty set that hugged her curves.
"Lick my ass," she commanded in a low, seductive tone. Her husband's eyes widened at the thought of having to do such a thing, but he knew better than to disobey. Slowly, he lowered his head between her legs and began to kiss and lick her ass, his tongue tracing her every crevice andhole.
Natalia moaned softly as his tongue worked its magic, enjoying the feelings it sent through her body. She pulled her dress off, revealing her naked body to him. She climbed atop him, her ass pointing right at his face as she continued to grind against his lips. He tried to look up at her, but she pressed her hand against his cheek, keeping his head firmly planted in between her thighs.
"Look at me, slave," she growled, her voice husky with desire. Slowly, he lifted his head, their eyes meeting for a moment before she pushed him back down. "Now, suck on my ass cheeks, feel how soft they are."
He did as he was told, his mouth and tongue exploring the sensitive skin. Natalia could feel his warm breath on her skin, sending shivers down her spine. She teased him further, grinding her hips against his face as he licked and sucked.
Finally, she mounted him, his cock entering her wet pussy. She started off slow, riding him gently as she leaned forward, her breasts brushing against his face. She watched as he tried to reach for them, but she slapped his hands away.
"Enjoy this, slave," she said, her voice low and full of lust. She began to ride him harder, her hips grinding against his as she leaned back, giving him access to her tits. He eagerly latched onto her nipples, sucking and biting, drawing soft moans from deep within her.
As the sensation built within her, Natalia reached behind, grabbing his cock. She slowly stroked it, feeling it grow thicker and harder in her hand. She leaned forward once again, her chest pressed against his lips as she expertly teased him.
Finally, she pulled away, reaching down to grab his hair, forcing him to watch. She positioned his head so that he was staring into her eyes as she lowered herself onto his cock, taking him deep within her. She began to ride him, her hips gyrating wildly as she pressed against his thrusts.
Moaning loudly, she reached behind again, guiding his hand towards her soaking wet pussy. "Fuck me with your fist," she commanded, knowing that it would drive him wild with pleasure. He hesitated for a moment before tentatively pressing a finger into her, feeling the heat and wetness surrounding him.
She let out a long, satisfied moan as he slowly pushed two fingers into her, fisting her pussy. The feeling was intense, almost too much to bear. She cried out in pleasure, the sensation overwhelming her as she held on tight.
Finally, she reached down again, this time pulling him up by the hair. She positioned him on all fours, his ass in the air. She watched him, admiring the view of his exposed ass cheeks. With a smirk, she positioned herself behind him.
"Are you ready for the real thing?" she asked, her voice dripping with sexual anticipation. He nodded eagerly, knowing what was coming. She slowly eased her cock into his tight ass, feeling him stretch around her. He moaned loudly as she began to thrust, each push deeper and harder than the last.
Sweat dripped down their naked bodies as they moved rhythmically together. Finally, she pulled out and, grabbing a small bottle from her nightstand. She squatted down over him, aiming his raised cock at her eager mouth. He held his breath as she poured the thick, white liquid onto her tongue, tasting it carefully before taking him deep into her throat.
Natalia Kapretti was in control, and her husband was right where she wanted him. As the morning sun began to pour in through the window, she leaned forward, her tits pressing against his chest as she took him all the way inside her. Moaning loudly, she rode him hard, feeling him grow thicker and harder within her.
With a final push, she let out a long, shuddering moan as she came, her pussy throbbing around him. Exhausted but satisfied, she collapsed onto him, their bodies tangled together in a sweaty mess. They lay there, panting, as the afterglow of their passion faded away.
Despite the fact that it was now time for him to clean up and greet her for breakfast, Natalia Kapretti pulled back, watching as he tried his best to return to his human form. He fell down, unable to stand, and Natalia's face contorted in disgust.
"Clean yourself," she ordered coldly. "I don't want to see you like that when I call for you next." And with that, she stood up, leaving him there, naked and exposed.
