CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

FIVE YEARS LATER

The smell of sex mixing with the aphrodisiac candle was the loudest scent in the room before the moaning from three men and two women.

I felt the men I pain to serve me, thrusting so deep from behind as I knelt between Gwen’s legs, playing with her clit as another man kissed her lips sloppily while being fucked like an animal from his ass.

This was what every horny woman’s wish for sexmas, to have a harem full of handsome, gorgeous and sexily young bodies with a woman to balance the stress as you bath in young lustrous sperm and have your body ache and arch in pleasure and pain then rewarded with young beauty.

I squirted again as well as Gwen who I had punished by blindfolding her eyes so she wouldn’t look into my eyes as I made a mess of her husband’s pride.

She wouldn’t let any man in but I was the only woman she would ever let in, I almost feel bad.

The image of Brian’s