Bruiser: A Lonely Housewife Embarks on a Passionate Affair with an Alpha Male MMA Fighter

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squeezed one of her ripe, full breasts through her v-neck.
    “The next class isn’t until 4:15,” Brandon snarled, hooking his fingers under Ava’s shirt, and yanking it up until it got snagged around her boobs. “We’re free and clear until then.” As he struggled to pull Ava’s t-shirt off, he added, “I also locked the front door.”
    That made Ava feel better. As did the sudden sensation of cool air on her naked torso, as Brandon tossed her t-shirt and bra across the room.
    Ava flopped back onto the mats, and the vinyl was ice-cold against her skin.
    Brandon was on top of her in a heartbeat, snarling as he kissed her, his fingers squeezing her bare breast.
    “Huuungh,” Ava groaned, arching her back.
    She was caught between arousal and embarrassment; hugely turned on by this massive, sexy man crushing her beneath him, but also insanely self-conscious of her pendulous boobs, and round stomach.
    But if Brandon cared about her popped-out-three-kids body, he didn’t mention it – and as he slid between Ava’s thighs, she felt more validation of how sexy he found her – a thick, throbbing hardness she felt even through the starchy material of his gi pants.
    “You’re so fucking gorgeous…”
    He kissed her frantically, and she surrendered to his powerful lips, reaching up to wrench open his karategi jacket and slide her hands inside. His t-shirt was clammy with sweat, and clung to his thick, strong torso.
    With another snarl, Brandon hooked his fingers into the waistband of Ava’s yoga pants, and yanked them down – taking with them her panties, too.
    “Oh, my God,” Ava cried, as she felt the cold vinyl under her now-bare ass. She giggled, as Brandon reared up and yanked her pants off her completely, sending with them her sneakers, which bounced across the floor into the corner.
    Ava was naked now, blushing as Brandon stared down at her womanly curves.
    He pulled down his gi pants, and a thick, throbbing erection bounced free.
    Ava’s eyes widened, and her pussy throbbed.
    Kicking off his pants, Brandon struggled to pull his jacket and clammy t-shirt off over his head. A moment later he was naked too, looming over Ava like a big, burly bear.
    He had a thick body – more like a powerlifter than a bodybuilder. Lying in his shadow, Ava felt tiny and powerless; and that in itself was enough to make her pussy gush.
    And then suddenly Brandon was back on top of her, his sweaty skin hot against hers.
    He kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him back. Her nostrils filled with the scent of him – sweat, and heat, and need. Her pussy throbbed.
    Brandon didn’t bother with pretense or foreplay. Wrenching open Ava’s thighs, he slid between them, and she groaned as she felt his hot, hard cock poke insistently at her inner thighs.
    Brandon hoisted himself up with one arm, and reached between them with the other; grasping his hard cock. He positioned it between Ava’s legs, at the entrance to her eager cunt.
    “Fuuuck,” Ava groaned, as she felt the head of his cock nuzzle between the lips of her pussy.
    Brandon looked down at her, deep into Ava’s eyes, and he thrust.
    “Fuuuuuuck,” the housewife arched her back and cried out as her pussy eagerly accepted him – inch after inch, stretching and filling her.
    Their eye-contact never broke. In fact, Brandon’s lips curled in a sadistic grin as he watched Ava’s eyes widen. She moaned as she felt herself filled by more and more of his thick, throbbing cock, until he was buried right to the hilt inside of her.
    “Oh, God,” Ava groaned. “Oh, fuuuck .”
    And then he began to fuck her.
    The vinyl cushions squeaked as Brandon thrust himself hard and deep – forcing Ava’s legs apart more, and himself even deeper inside of her.
    “Oh, God,” Ava groaned, clutching Brandon’s shoulders as he thrust himself inside of her.
    God, it was amazing . He was just the right thickness and length to really fill her up, and from the

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