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gasping and groaning and bucking her hips, trying to impale herself on his cock.
    “Don’t just say ‘okay’,” Magnus grinned, looking Rich right in the eye. “Tell me what she wants… Tell me what you want.”
    “P-please,” Rich stammered, glancing nervously between the towering Norwegian and his moaning, mewling wife. “P-please… Fuck my wife .”
    And Magnus grinned. Reaching up, he grabbed Cassie’s wrists and pinned them above her head – and then he thrust himself inside of her.
    “With pleasure,” Magnus grinned.
    Cassie wailed, arching her back and crying out in pleasure.

Chapter Nineteen
     
    Magnus’ huge cock slid inch-by-inexorable-inch into Cassie’s glistening, quivering pussy.
    “Oh, fuuuuck,” the beautiful blonde wife wailed, tossing her head from side to side as she felt herself stretched and filled like never before.
    Magnus looked down into her face and grinned, pushing deeper and deeper inside of her.
    With her wrists pinned above her head, Cassie was helpless. She couldn’t do anything except lie there, as Magnus slid more and more of that big, beautiful cock inside of her – and her quivering, post-orgasmic pussy swallowed it all eagerly.
    “H-holy shit,” Rich groaned, watching as Magnus finally bottomed out inside his wife; the towering Norwegian’s muscular hips pressed firmly against hers.
    “Oh, fuuuck,” Cassie groaned, looking up into her husband’s eyes. “Jesus, it’s like being impaled by a tree….” She gasped and groaned, and then let out a howl of pleasure as Magnus began to fuck her.
    “That’s my good little girl,” Magnus grinned, peering down at the pretty blonde wife as he fucked her. “You took all of me, you little slut. There aren’t many girls who can do that.”
    “Oh, GOD,” Cassie groaned. She writhed and squirmed and struggled to escape the massive hands pinning her wrists above her head. “Oh, Jesus, it’s so good .”
    “Oh, you haven’t seen anything yet,” Magnus grinned, and thrust a little harder, and just a little deeper.
    “Fuuuuuck!”
    Each inward stroke was like a big, fat finger pressing against Cassie’s g-spot. The friction of Magnus’ hips against hers rubbed her clitoris in all sorts of delicious ways.
    Sex had never felt like this before, and she knew that if Magnus didn’t hold back she was going to…
    Going to…
    “Fuck!” Cassie closed her eyes and orgasmed loudly. “Oh, shit, yes !” And then she came again, driven over the edge once more by Magnus firm, deep thrusts and his thick, satisfying cock.
    Husband Rich watched all this with astonishment.
    He’d given Cassie plenty of orgasms in the ten years they’d been married – but he’d never seen her like this before. She was like a puppet on Magnus’ big cock, and every time the huge Norwegian pulled a string, she’d climax loudly.
    After what must have been a forth orgasm, Cassie looked like a mess.
    Sweat was glistening over her body, and the Sharpie signature across her chest was running. Her face was bright red, and her hair was mussed up. She was practically drooling now. Magnus had literally fucked the brains out of her.
    “Oh, God, please…” Cassie mumbled. “It’s too much… Too much…”
    Magnus grinned eagerly.
    Submission . That’s the thing he’d been jonesing for all evening. Silas Batres might have denied him that pleasure; but this moaning, gasping, groaning little slut lying beneath him was utterly at his mercy.
    “As you wish,” Magnus grinned, and he thrust himself as deeply inside Cassie’s willing body as he could – and came .
    His cock swelled, and throbbed, and then spurted hotly inside of her. Cassie groaned as she felt it – a scalding flood deep inside her eager, fertile pussy.
    “Oh, fuuuck, yes,” Magnus groaned, as with each spurt he emptied his balls inside of her. “That’s it, you little slut. Take it all.”
    And she did, eagerly.
    When Magnus’ cock finally stopped spurting, and his balls felt