The soft click of my front door closing was what I heard first. My heart leaped into my throat, but I didn't move. Then, his familiar cologne drifted into the bedroom, and a fresh wave of slick heat flooded my cunt. I knew who it was. I stayed perfectly still, trying to keep my breathing even and deep, pretending to be completely out. I heard him move closer, the floorboards creaking softly. He yanked my snuggie aside, and I heard a sharp, satisfied intake of breath. He saw I wasn't wearing any panties and saw his opportunity. He notched the thick head of his cock against my slick entrance and pushed into me in one hard, deep thrust. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from moaning as he split me open on his thick shaft. He set a deep, demanding rhythm, his hips driving into mine. I felt my pussy get fuller with every pump, my walls stretching to take his girth as he claimed me. I just laid there, the perfect picture of compliance, letting him use my body for his pleasure. The only sounds in the room were his guttural grunts and the wet, sloppy slap of our bodies meeting. (Off-Cam) With a final, powerful shove, he buried himself to the hilt and I felt a hot flood of his cum spurt deep inside me. He held himself there, draining his load, before slowly pulling out. A thick trickle of his seed leaked from my well-used hole. He got up, left the room, and closed the door, leaving me a quivering, soaked mess in my tangled snuggie.
