The ripping sound came from Miles’ ruthless tearing her panties. Exposing the pinkish lips of her pussy, dripping with thick slimy fluid.

She wanted to cover it out of embarrassment but Miles already inserted his finger. Easily slipping deep due to the wetness gathered inside her.

Meanwhile, Helen didn’t feel the same. She gasped and sharply gripped the sheets, feeling the intrusion. It was as if years of longing was finally being realised.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Following that, Miles didn’t let her off and began thrusting two of his fingers inside her.

Helen couldn’t resist the pleasure. The only thing she could do was grip the sheets tightly and moan.

" Hmmmmmm" her waist would sometimes arch when he thrusted deeper or hastened his pace.

But having something so small inside her only seemed to ignite her further. So she set her eyes on Miles’ dick, her face completely flushed and sweat trickled down her face. She bit her lips, trying to hold back her moans but flailed.

Without hesitation her hand reached out towards Miles’ cock, grabbing it, she felt it pulsate with heat and intuitively stroked it.

Pausing, Miles stiffened, closing his eyes to savour the sensation.

Seeing his reaction, Helen arched upward, half sitting up and began to stroke him with one hand while panting.

" Argh!" Miles groaned and couldn’t hold back.

Pulling her hand from his dick, he spread her legs apart, and teased her cock with it.

After the repeated trial she had been through, it was finally his turn. Miles couldn’t be more excited.

"Ahhhhh!* Helen moaned, squirming and jolting as he slipped the tip of his dick and pulled out .

She arched her waist each time but was unable to thrust his dick inside her.

’Didn’t he say he wanted to put it inside of me so bad?’ She thought to herself while trying to comprehend why Miles wanted to tease her back not that she actually needed it.

Her conscious self had long been swallowed by the years of yearning for a dick. So Helen couldn’t form any concise thoughts. She could only grit and protest in the way her current self could.

" Please... fuck me."

She pleaded, her tone bordering on the edge of craze. Like a drug addict on her last draw.

Miles grinned.

He didn’t deny her refusal, instead he grabbed her hands and locked them in his grip. Spreading both wide dominantly.

"I’m sure your husband would also appreciate you in this position. Don’t you agree, Miss?" Pulling off the mask of pretense, the understanding comforter was gone and replaced by the destroyer.

Helen’s eyes flushed with tears of guilt, shame reddening her cheeks.

"You... don’t mention my husb— Ahhhhhhhh!" An ecstasied moan escaped her lips before she could complete the statement.

"Why shouldn’t I mention your husband? Doesn’t he want you to be happy? Aish, he must be a greedy bastard to think he would still have claim over you from the land of the dead."

Miles clicked his tongue.

Hearing what he had just said, Helen felt something stir within her.

Miles’ words actually aroused her.

"Speak."

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

. Suddenly Miles drove his dick into her moist creamy pussy. Mature, it wrapped firm around his pulsating vein as if it wanted to suck the life out of it.

Helen held her breath after, freezing as she savoured the sensation of her pussy walls finally welcoming something for the first time in four years.

" Do you still think of your husband now?" Miles asked with a scowl, slamming down and burying the last inch of him inside her pussy.

" Ahhhhhhhh,!" Gasping out loud, Helen held out her legs, moaning with guilt. She couldn’t deny it. Miles’ words were giving her a thrill. A never felt before sultry pleasure bloomed in her heart.

"Mmmmm-!" She bit her lips and exhaled as he pulled out.

"I bet your husband must be here. Jerking to this ." Miles impaled his cock inside her again. Helen’s words were cut short before she could even begin.

"Don’t... Hmmmmmm... don’t talk bad about my husband again." She managed to whisper out the words with flushed cheeks, causing Miles to grin.

" Look at you, saying such so seriously while moaning from having dick submerged in that starved pussy of yours."

" Ahhhhh! Ahhhh–! Ahhhh–!..."

Helen couldn’t even protest and continued to shout with every thrust he slammed into her. The sensation caused her to come for the second time in years. Slimy liquid dripped from her pussy with his cock still impaled inside.

Not stopping, he kept fucking.

"You can’t even respond."

Watching the sight of her boobs jiggle, their softness melting into each other as they clapped. Miles hooked her left leg above his shoulder and stretched forth his hands to grab them.

"Damn, they feel so good." Miles said through his pants, as her soaked pussy clenched around his dick. Obviously she was going to come soon enough, and if things continued at this pace at this pace the whole bed would be soaked before long.

"Hmmmmmmnm–"

Feeling Miles’ powerful steadfast thrust, his slam like that of two goats clashing horns, causing the room to be filled with claps, Helen bit her lips in shame when she felt the need for him to keep calling her husband. It actually made her hornier when he said it.

Because thinking about it now, she couldn’t help but hate her husband for denying her of all these pleasures from his grave. She wanted to reenact the conversation as he kept pounding her and so she did.

"Ahhhhhh! You know- Hmmmmmm!- My husband has a bigger dick than yours- Hmmmmmm- Kpaaaa!" She taunted, but before she could realise what had happened, Miles slapped her so hard that a red print of his palm was left on her face. He didn’t stop, but instead rammed her pussy deeper, while groping her balloon-like boobs much ruthlessly in his hand.

"You sure? You call that pesky little thing between your son’s legs and inheritance? He must be a bastard then..."

With one final thrust, Miles stilled, burying his cock deep inside her.

"or... he hasn’t laid hands on your tiny cunt?"

However, Helen’s eyes had already widened and was in a daze after his first statement.

’He knows my son? Daniel?’

_

Meanwhile, outside the house, a black truck pulled to a stop and Daniel alighted from it, smiling, after a quick see you later to the guys.

"Home." He muttered.