im fucking wet.
Farrell!Penguin x female character (Victoria)
tags: smut, pwp, p?wp?, dirty talk, older man / younger woman, penetrative sex, non safe sex, degrading sex, fluffly end.
no minors.
He pushed her against the desk pushing his cock deeper into her pretty tight dripping pussy.
Oz grabbed her shoulder harder as he pounded into her, the smacking sounds of his fat thighs against her pert ass filling his office. She was practically trembling under his weight and screaming like a bitch in heat.
— Oh look at this little slut, enjoying how an old man's cock leaves her breathless. Do you love it, baby? Are you my little whore? Tell me, tell daddy!
Victoria threw her head back, bending her back and raising her ass higher, trying to get closer to him, while she held on to the edge of the desk with all the strength of her hands. Ozzie's thrusts were serious business, and with one he could send the desk eight inches forward.
"Yes, daddy! I love your cock" she cried feeling Oz's hand move from her shoulder to her neck, strangling her and bringing her back further. "So fat and veiny, you fill me up so good!"
Oz tightened his grip on her neck. "That's it baby, tell daddy how much you love it when I fuck you. Do you love it when I put it in your ass too?"
Victoria's pussy clenched at those words and before responding, Oz spanked her that finally made her feel that pleasant nausea. Her legs closed, her throat contracted and she finally had her delicious orgasm. It left her quite dizzy for a few seconds, and now Oz was just fucking an amorphous mass on the desk, trying to finally finish.
Oz pulled out, and with two or three jerks, he came on the curve of her ass. The cum spurted out, running down her legs.
"Clean yourself up," Oz ordered, pulling up his pants and stuffing his flaccid cock into his boxers.
He pulled out a wad of cash tied in his clip. He sucked his finger and started counting. He left at least five hundred dollars hooked on her garter.
"Good whore." he praised and walked away to his alcohol cabinet.
Victoria didn't even bother looking for her panties. He always broke them. She simply pulled down her dress and went to take a shower in the room.
When she returned to the room she snuggled up to Oz.
"Five hundred dollars?" she giggled kissing his scar. "Is that what you pay your girls at the Lounge?"
"They're waitresses, babe, not whores."
Victoria nodded as Oz stroked her hair.
He cleared his throat. "Are you… satisfied? I mean--- Did you like it? Did I do it right?"
She tossed her hair back and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.
"You are the best, always fulfilling my whims, love" she sighed. "Although, you should treat me a little worse next time, I really want to feel used."
Oz blushed slightly. His girlfriend had too many fantasies, and he was eager to indulge her in every single one of them.
