This time Harry reached down and grabbed her by the shoulder. Her ass pounded with pain as he threw her onto her back.
"Oh," she groaned. "Let me alone!"
Instead of letting his secretary alone, Harry threw a leg over her supine body and sat down astride her. She cringed as his hairy ass touched the tips of her agonized tits. She squealed in pain as his weight came down, crushing her tits.
She could feel the heat from his raging cock near her face. Dizzy from the beating he'd given her, she was unable to focus her eyes on the burning cockhead bobbing a few inches from her nose. She could smell the rank sauces of his sister's cunt, drying in a thick film on his massive prick.
He took hold of his cock and brought it down so that its tip grazed her nose. His other hand, still holding his belt by the buckle, went behind her head and drew it forward. The tip of his prick pushed into her lips.
"Suck my cock," he commanded.
She shook her head. The tip of Harry's prick was like a rubber baton shoved against her tightly closed mouth. Many a time she'd eagerly parted her lips and let that huge, throbbing cock slide into her hungry mouth. But never under circumstances like this!
Harry switched hands behind her scarlet-haired head. He raised his belt and snapped it behind him. It landed heavily on the bulge of her pussy. The tip of the belt curved around and cut wickedly at her vulnerable pussy lips.
Her body whipped from side to side as pain flooded her cunt. She opened her mouth for a lingering scream of pain. Harry expertly shoved the head of his cock into her screaming mouth.
"Mmmmmmmf!" she exclaimed. The familiar, beefy taste of her employer's prick was overpowered by the heavy musk of his sister's cunt.
The flavor of pussy turned her stomach. She wagged her head frantically from side to side, trying to force the pungent tasting cock out of her mouth with the tip of her tongue.
Harry put his head back, eyes closed in ecstasy. "That's the way," he murmured approvingly. "Just tongue the tip of my old cock. Shake your head all you want to, sweetheart – it feels great!"
Elaine stopped. She looked up at him. He smiled down at her. The sight of her lying there, with her head propped and his prick rocketed into her ruby-lipped mouth, made his prick squirm with delightful sensations. His lust-speeded pulse made his cockhead throb inside her mouth.
She felt the underside of the prick head, lying heavily on her tongue. The flavor of Kathleen's pussy was seeping into her taste buds. The secretary repressed a shudder of disgust.
"Hit her again!" Kathleen was barely able to speak for the passion that coursed through her body. Her hands were covered with frothing cunt oils. The insides of her thighs were lathered with pussy sauce. Her tits were like balloons filled with sheer lust. "Lash her cunt some more, big boy. That will make her suck your prick!"
That sounded like a good idea to the attorney. The belt made a rapid arc and landed once more on Elaine's gaping pussy with a loud smack. She tried to scream, but the noise was muffled by the thick plug of cock in her mouth. She arched her back. In her pain, her strength was enormous. She lifted the big man high into the air as she writhed in agony!
Moaning with pleasure, Harry forced his big cock against his captive's face. Elaine's eyes bulged. Her cheeks plumped out as the fat cock pushed between them.
The head of the cock went clear tote back of Elaine's mouth. Then, it kept on going. Elaine felt a thrill off fear. In all the times she'd sucked her boss' prick, she'd never swallowed his giant cock before!
But now she had no choice. She felt the huge, pussy-flavored cock sliding inexorably down her throat. "Mm," she moaned. "Urrrrk!"
"That's right!" Kathleen sang, fucking another finger of each hand into her insatiable pussy. "Feed it all to her! Make the bitch swallow your beautiful sword of cock!"
Elaine realized that was just what Harry planned to do. She felt the pulsating cockhead going deeper into her throat. Her jaws were stretched so far apart that they threatened to pop out of their joints.
She felt nauseous. Then the gag reflex hit her. Her throat muscles closed around the thick bar of Harry's cock in a rapid, involuntary spasm.
Harry grunted. It felt as if he'd fucked his rigid prick into a milking machine! The muscles of his lovely captive's throat worked up and down the length of his prick like strong, agile, fingers as they tried to eject the cock.
"Lord!" he shouted. Elaine felt his prick swelling in her mouth and in the tight sheath of her throat. She gagged again, more powerfully than before.
Harry's deeply buried cock shot a huge load of jism into the tied woman's throat.
Jism coated Elaine's throat-lining. "Urrr! Ukkkk!" she babbled. Her eyes rolled as she felt the cock pulse again and fire more come into her throat.
"Drink it down, baby!" The channel of her throat was completely filled with Harry's acrid come. Unintentionally she swallowed, gulping down the spewing jism. Her boss' prick spurted come faster than she could drink it down. Come seethed from her lips, which were wrapped tightly round the shaft of his vibrating prick. The stuff got into her nasal passages. She choked. Jism bubbled front her nostrils.
"Ah! Ah! Aiiiieeeee!" The ringing coyote yips told her that Harry's sister was coming too. She thought of that golden-furred pussy, sucking on Kathleen's greasy fingers the way her pussy had clutched her fingers when she watched Harry and Kathleen fuck. And all from watching him whip me and fuck my face, she thought.
Come ran down both sides of her face. It made white dewdrops in her hair and spilled into her ears. Still, Harry's jism overflowed her mouth and ran down to mingle with the tears that poured from her eyes.
CHAPTER FOUR
Warm come leaked from Elaine's mouth and nose. Harry still held her head in a grip of steel. He was moving his hips back and forth, fucking his cock slowly in and out of her tear-streaked face.
Kathleen Windsor shrieked like a banshee as her fingers fucked come after come into her greedy cunt. She watched her brother whip the naked captive with his belt until her luscious white body was a mass of crisscrossing red bumps. She watched him stick his cock in Elaine's face and blow his wad gloriously down her throat. What an exquisite turn on. Watching a display like that could have made her come off without using her hands!
Harry's prick pumped charge after charge of come down his secretary's throat. He felt her naked body shuddering beneath him. Her tits were soft and springy under his hard ass, and despite her fear and pain – or perhaps because of them – her nipples were hard as marbles.
The last of the jism stored in Harry's balls surged up the channel of his cock and into Elaine's throat. She gagged again as the rank tasting come seeped into her stomach. Hairy shook with joy as her throat squeezed his prick.
He let go of her head.
Thankfully, Elaine let her head sink into the carpet. Harry's prick slithered out of her mouth. His jism, thinned by his captive's saliva, dripped from his cock onto her chest.
At last the deflated head of the prick slipped from between Elaine's lips. She shook her head, spitting to clear her mouth of the last foul remnants of his come. The flavor of come and the lingering tang of Kathleen's pussy was making her ill.
"You don't like the way my come tastes?"
Harry asked. He stood up. His cock hung loosely.
The tip of his prick leaked jism onto her upturned tits. The acrid strung flag the inflamed tit-flesh.
Elaine moaned and squirmed with discomfort.
"You used to think my come tasted just fine," Harry said. He shook his head with mock regret.