Angel at a Christmas Party

I'm already big and hard, and I can fuck you against your will." As she is talking to him she is spreading the slippery Vaseline upon her shaft, working it around his hand and letting him help spread it along the length of her. "You know that a woman can't truly dominate a man unless she has a big hard cock like mine to shove deeply into his masculine ass."

He is about to swoon from the feel of her in his hand and the intoxicating things she is saying to him. He has been watching her all night as well. He just did a brilliant job of being sly about it. When he saw her head up the stairs he waited for a few moments then bounded up after her. Now he is standing here before her with her swollen member hot and throbbing in his hands. He knew about Helen and Jim, having accidently walked in on them at one of his girlfriend's parties, but they didn't know that they'd been seen. He had been scheming on a way to temp Helen, but when he saw this gorgeous woman with Helen he knew she had to be packing too. He is so excited that he is afraid he is going to come too soon if she keeps talking to him.

Almost as if she is reading his mind Angel takes his shoulders in her hands and begins to turn him around so she can bend him over the vanity sink. He resists. She pushes harder. He has no true resolve to resist, but he is still resisting in an effort to encourage her to be even more insistent. Angel knows he wants her to be rough, so she suddenly throws all her strength into it and thumps him hard on the sink. She rides her cock along the crack of his ass outside of the panties as she leans up over his back to whisper,

"I told you I am going to have you and there's not a damn thing you're going to do about it."

He is panting and in his mind he is screaming for her to plow her way into him. Angel stands up and shucks his girlfriend's panties down out of her way with one hand. He tries to stand up, but with her other hand in the middle of his back she pushes him back down with a thump. She lines up her swollen, slippery womanhood with his quivering hole and deftly pushes the head inside him. A moan of ecstasy escapes him, though she mistakenly believes it to be pain.