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“Mistresses!” she says, laughing. “That’s what these rooms are for. I’ll have you know, I am not a mistress.”

“You’re not our mistress, but we are going to do dirty things to you.”

Kendall blushes. “I still don’t think –”

I kiss her to keep her quiet. I don’t think we’ll get caught, but we might if she keeps yapping. I’d much rather hear her moan.

She kisses me hungrily. I move her back a few steps until her knees hit the bed. Gently, I lower her onto the immaculate bedspread. I assume these aren’t the originals that the mistresses used. I don’t know that they even had real beds back then. Most of this is probably for show.

My hands wander up Kendall’s shirt, stopping at her bra. I love the feel of her huge breasts in my palms. I’ll never get enough of them. I tug the shirt up over her head and slide the large cups out of the way so I can suck her nipples.

She moans beneath me.

“Yes, Tanner, more.”

I’m happy to oblige, turning my attention to her other melon while still fondling the other with my hands.

We don’t have much time, so I slip my hand into her waistband. She’s already soaking wet, ready for me. I dip a finger, and then two, into her waiting hole.

“Oh, God,” she says. She pushes her pussy against my hand, begging for more. “That’s good, Tanner. So good!”

I plunge a third finger deep inside her while my thumb circles her sensitive nub. It doesn’t take long for her to come on my hand, crying out my name as she does.

She’s panting as she comes down.

“That was amazing,” she breathes.

I meet her eyes, hoping she catches the mischievous look in mine.

“It’s not over yet, darling.”

I pull her skirt and panties off, tossing them to Tag and Trace. Kendall spreads her legs wide, readying herself for me, but I grab her hips and turn her over instead.

“I want a different hole tonight, baby,” I whisper, nibbling on her ear.

“You can have all of me,” she moans deliriously. “Please, I want your enormous rod!”

I use her juices to lubricate myself, and she bucks beneath me, ready for me to enter her. I use my fingers to work her bottom hole open, and to my surprise, it’s looser than I expected.

“Do you play with your ass, Kendall? Naughty girl.”

She nods into the pillow.

“I did,” she admits. “While I was thinking about you.”

My cock twitches with her dirty words. I push my tip into her hole, meeting some resistance.

“Relax, baby, take my giant pole.”

She breathes heavily, but her entrance loosens, allowing me easy entry.

“So damn tight, Kendall,” I grunt, thrusting in all the way. “Your ass feels good on me, baby.”

“It feels good inside me! Please give me more!”

I pull out and push back in, using long, slow movements to give us both pleasure. I grab her hair and pull her head towards me, kissing her lips as I slam into her bottom.

There’s a shuffling outside, but I can’t stop. I don’t care if someone walks in right now because I won’t stop fucking Kendall’s tight ass.