The sound of the doorbell echoed through the house, and Nolan knew exactly who it was. He rose from the sofa, walking to the door with calm yet expectant steps. Upon opening it, he found Ana on the other side, just as he had imagined.
The blonde was stunning, as always. Her golden hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders, and her tight dress accentuated every curve of her voluptuous body.
Nolan didn't need a second glance to notice she wasn't wearing a bra, her erect nipples pressing against the thin fabric of the dress were proof enough.
And, judging by the way she moved, he suspected she wasn't wearing panties either. Moreover, her plunging neckline naturally drew his gaze.
Before he could say a word, Ana stepped inside without hesitation and leapt toward the man she loved so deeply.
She hugged him tightly, pressing her breasts against his chest as she kissed him passionately. Her body burned with so much arousal that she couldn't control herself.
Nolan, however, wasn't the type to be easily dominated. He returned the kiss with equal intensity and quickly took control.
His large, firm hands gripped Ana's generous breasts, squeezing them hard enough to make her moan exaggeratedly as they kissed.
At the same time, he grabbed her ample backside. Then his fingers slipped under the thin fabric of her dress, probing her, causing her to moan excessively as an intense pleasure coursed through her body.
Without missing a beat, he lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the nearby sofa and laying her down with a fluid motion.
"Sit down, you undisciplined bitch," he ordered, his deep, dominant voice resonating through the room.
Ana obeyed instantly, settling onto the sofa with her eyes locked on him, brimming with submission and desire.
Seeing this, Nolan approached and gave her a smack, scolding her to ensure she wouldn't act that way again.
He wasn't the least bit angry, but he knew this woman enjoyed being punished in that aggressive manner.
Next, he moved closer to her, deliberately acting like a wild beast consumed by desire.
He grabbed the girl's breasts forcefully, feeling their softness. Then he slipped his hand inside her neckline, gradually teasing her nipples.
With a swift motion, he tore the thin fabric of her dress, revealing her beautiful breasts to the world.
And in Ana's eyes, he saw that she was overwhelmed with pleasure, loving the way he was aggressively dominating her.
Finally, he removed the clothing on her body, leaving her completely naked. After all, she truly wasn't wearing either a bra or panties.
Then Nolan climbed onto the sofa, positioning himself above his submissive girl. His hands slid over her smooth skin, exploring every curve of her body.
Next, the young man positioned himself between her legs, forcing her to spread them wider. Quickly, he stripped off his own clothes haphazardly.
Then he aligned his massive erection with the girl's wet entrance. With an aggressive thrust, he invaded her perverted depths.
Nolan wasn't gentle. He didn't need to be. Ana liked it that way, and he knew it.
So, Nolan gripped her hips firmly and began thrusting into her with a series of aggressive movements.
Ana felt an intense pain spread through her body as her entrance was suddenly stretched by his enormous size. But this only heightened her pleasure.
Her body grew even hotter, and she arched her back desperately, guttural moans escaping her mouth.
Of course, Clarice, who lived next door to the boy, heard those exaggerated moans very clearly. In fact, all the women in the surrounding apartments heard them and were impressed, wondering what could possibly make a woman moan so loudly.
"Yes… just like that!" Ana cried out in a trembling but desire-filled voice. "Fuck me, please, fuck your slut hard!"
Nolan didn't respond with words. Instead, he picked up the pace. The sound of their bodies colliding echoed through the room, mixed with Ana's breathless moans.
He watched her, his eyes locked on her face as it shifted between expressions of pleasure and ecstasy. That way, the boy quickly brought the blonde to her first orgasm.
But that would only be the first of many, something he made clear to her as he kept fucking her aggressively. In fact, he had gotten even rougher after making her cum once.
Then, seeing the woman's enormous breasts bounce with every thrust, Nolan couldn't resist. He leaned forward, capturing one in his mouth, nibbling and sucking while still moving inside her.
"More… more!" Ana begged, her voice hoarse with desire.
Nolan heard the pleas of his submissive little slut, and her moans and begging only heightened his arousal. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer.
He leaned over her, his lips close to her ear, and whispered in a deep, dominant growl: "Never forget who your master is. Me, only me."
"Yes, yes, yes!" she gasped, nearly in ecstasy, her eyes shut and her body trembling beneath him.
Finally, Nolan reached his peak. With a deep, guttural groan, he released himself inside her, his hot cum spurting in intense waves.
But that was only the beginning of a long night for the two of them. Nolan pulled her off the couch and started fucking her standing up, filling her pussy with even more cum.
And so, they kept going at it in every possible way without stopping.
When it was finally over, Nolan collapsed beside Ana, exhausted. Hours had passed since they'd started, and his body was completely drained, yet satisfied.
By that point, Ana was lying on the Sofa, her legs still spread and trembling slightly.
Her body was covered, her pussy, her mouth, her breasts, everything was marked by him. Rivers of semen dripped down her skin, and she looked so exhausted she could barely even speak.
Nolan looked at her, feeling a mix of pride and pleasure. He knew he'd done his job well. "You're amazing," he murmured, his voice tired.
Ana tried to mumble a response, but her mind was too overwhelmed with pleasure to form words. Then, she passed out.
Nolan was about to do the same, but then he heard his doorbell ringing incessantly.