INICIAR SESIÓNI was four months pregnant when I discovered that my husband had fallen for our young family helper. He dropped to his knees and started slapping himself repeatedly with such force that blood rolled down from the corner of his mouth. He sobbed, swearing it was just a drunken mistake, swearing to me he'd never see her again. Thinking of the baby growing inside me, my heart softened, and I tore the divorce papers. The day I went into labor, I suffered serious complications. The baby was stillborn, and the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck. He didn't even get the chance to cry. I was drowning in grief, but then my husband walked into the delivery room holding the family helper's baby in his arms. "Don't be sad, Kelda. She's willing to let you raise her child." My anger ran so deep that I bit my lip until it bled. It was all my fault! I had been treating him too well all these years. He had completely forgotten what I, Kelda Shaw, was really capable of.
Ver más"Dear fucking God!" Jenny screamed, her voice a raw, guttural mix of ecstasy and agony as her stepdaddy's thick cock plunged in and out of her tight asshole.
She was splayed out before her daddy, Tim on her back, her slender legs hooked over his strong forearms, her body arching off the bed with every brutal thrust. Tim's marital bed creaked under their weight, the same bed he fucked Jenny's mother in just last night. Tim knew that made what he and Jenny were doing even more wrong, but his fatherly concern wouldn't let him relent. His little girl needed him. He couldn't help but succumb to consoling her in hard times. He wondered if Lila, his wife and Jenny's mom, would see it that way if she knew of their… situation. Probably not. Sweat glistened on Jenny's pale skin, her full breasts bouncing wildly as Tim sawed into her despite the guilt gnawing at him. His hips slammed against Jenny's ass cheeks with a rhythmic slap that filled the room while he thought of his wife. The two women's faces overlapped in his mind. They looked so damn alike. This was Lila's fault. She never let him fuck her ass. "Oh, fuck, Daddy... yes, just like that," Jenny moaned and gasped, her blue eyes locked onto her daddy's, half-lidded with lust. Her hands clutched at the sheets, knuckles white, as waves of pleasure rippled through her. She could feel every inch of his big dick stretching her ass, claiming her in the most forbidden way. It was wrong. They betrayed her mother over and over, but God, it felt so right. Her mother didn't deserve Tim. Getting fucked by daddy had been her secret fantasy since Jenny met Tim when she was fifteen. At twenty-five, she got him to rail her ass every chance he gave her. It wasn't often enough for Jenny, because Tim would get suspicious about the story she had been feeding him for the last six years. They started with fucking once a year. That turned into every six months and now it was every two to three months. She was wearing him down slowly, getting him used to fucking her behind her mother's back. Tim groaned deeply, his breath coming in hot pants as he gripped her thighs tighter, pulling her closer with each stroke, desperate to sink deeper into her asshole. It wasn't manipulation. It was love. Tim was having fun too. "Fuck, baby girl, your ass is so goddamn tight," he muttered, his mind a whirlwind of guilt and bliss. He'd known Jenny for ten years, stepping in as her daddy when he married her mother Lila. He loved Jenny like his own hell, more than that now. He'd never take advantage of her by fucking her outside of their deal. It was a source of comfort, nothing more. Raw-dogging her ass after she had a break up was their dirty little tradition. A drunken night in her dorm room when I was nineteen started it all. Ever since, she would tell him when she needed him. He would step in and do his duty as her daddy. "There you go, angel. Does that feel better?" Tim rasped, now fucking Jenny at a steady pace. "Yes, God yes. This is why I can't keep a man, daddy," Jenny choked, her words half outcries and half moans of satisfaction. She bit her lip, a sultry smile playing on i my mouth, even as tears of overwhelming sensation pricked her eyes. Her pussy ached with neglect, dripping wet from the anal pounding her daddy was giving her. She loved how daddy filled her ass out completely, but her pussy needed a fuck too. Today, she was going to make it happen. Tim chuckled from between his daughter's legs, his voice husky and strained as he panted, lost in heavenly bliss. "What do you mean, sweetheart? Why would daddy comforting his baby girl stop her from keeping a man?" he asked, though his mind flashed to fucking Lila last night. His sweet, pure wife who would never dream of taking dick up the ass. Jenny's ass clenched around his dick like a vice, milking the shit out of his cock. He groaned and thrusted deeper into her, savoring the heat coming off her ass. Enjoying the fucking was wrong, but fuck, it was a win-win. Lila got the vanilla sex she appreciated and he got this filthy release with his stepdaughter. No one got hurt. He convinced himself long ago that it wasn't a betrayal, since Lila didn't like anal anyway. He was very strict about never fucking Jenny's pussy. That was just for his wife. Jenny giggled breathlessly, the sound turning into a sharp gasp as he fucked away at her ass, tearing it apart with his relentless rhythmic pounding. "Ohhh, daddy. Nothing's wrong with them. They're great guys," she admitted, her body rocking back and forth on the bed, her toes curling in pleasure, legs flailing about in the air. "They just, no one stretches my ass like this. No one makes me feel like a filthy whore quite like daddy does." Flattered and spurred on by her words, Tim's eyes darkened with possessive hunger. "Daddy missed this ass so much, baby," he growled, fucking her even harder, his balls slapping against her asscheeks. Guilt whacked him in the chest again, as he started longing for Jenny's break ups so he could have a reason to fuck her again. "Sorry about the break up, baby," he added hastily. The bedframe rattled, and Jenny squealed, her moans escalating into desperate pleas. "His fucking loss. Daddy's gain. Rip my ass apart, Daddy! Fuck the shit out of me! Rail my cunt silly. God, yes!" Tim's heart skipped a beat, hoping he'd misheard that last part. Fucking her pussy was too personal. They were never going there. He groaned loudly, his voice rumbling like thunder. "So fucking tight, Jenny. No matter how many times I fuck your ass, it's always like the first time." He slowed just enough to tease her, watching her squirm, then slammed back into her and started pounding her ass again. "Are you being good for daddy? Keeping other dicks out of this perfect ass?" He knew he shouldn't have made this stipulation to their agreement, but Tim Peters was a possessive man. It was the only way he could 'let' Jenny date. Her boyfriends could have her slutty pussy… but her ass was his alone. "Yes, Daddy. Only yours," she moaned, her hips bucking up to meet his. Sensing that her daddy was at the height of ecstacy, Jenny decided that now was the perfect time to get what she wanted. With a wicked glint in her eye, she purred, "But wouldn't you rather try railing my slutty pussy? Just this once? It's so wet for you, daddy.""Marie Medici." Maybe it had just been too long since anyone called the old woman by her full maiden name. She looked confused for a moment before realizing it was me calling her.How could I call her by her full name? It was unthinkably disrespectful.So what? Marie had no choice but to swallow her anger and continued to stay on her knees, forcing a smile as she begged me to spare her useless son.I smiled right back at her. "Marie, when the homewrecker trampled all over me, you said nothing. When Samson publicly recognized his illegitimate child and humiliated me in front of the internet, you said nothing. Even when my mother was kidnapped and beaten by Samson's men, you acted deaf and blind. Unless..."I changed my tone, and for a second, a glimmer of hope appeared in her tired eyes as she looked at me anxiously. But my next words crushed her completely. "Unless you can make my mother stand up today and say she forgives Samson. Maybe I'll forget about everything then."
A sneer crept onto my lips.So… She did remember all the kindness I had shown her.But when people who were rotten to the core received any kindness, they would never think about paying it back. All they could think of was to try to take even more.It wasn't like I hadn't noticed something was off between Samson and Jessica.My pajamas, expensive dresses, and custom jewelry kept disappearing from my bedroom, only to show up later in Jessica's social media posts.When I asked her about it, Jessica just claimed that she liked the style and bought some imitations.But no imitations could have that same shine or quality. Still, since she was Samson's cousin, I didn't want to make a fuss, so I quietly asked Marie to remind her not to go overboard.But Marie simply said that since I had grown up surrounded by extravagance, I was probably bored with them anyway. If I wanted more, I could easily buy an entire box worth of luxury goods. Jessica, on the other hand, had grown up poor and n
Samson was so terrified that he looked like he was going to faint at any time. He howled in terror, shaking like a leaf.He looked at me, his eyes almost overflowing with desperation and pleading for mercy. But when his eyes met my cold gaze, any words of surrender caught in his throat.In the end, he accepted his fate. He closed his eyes and lay on the floor, licking up the wine bit by bit. The crowd's jeering laughter only grew louder.People pulled out their phones, snapping photos and recording videos of Samson's complete humiliation, then uploading them all over the internet.Public opinion exploded on the internet."Oh my god, isn't that the CEO of Foster Group, Samson? Am I seeing this right? Who in the world can make him lick wine off the floor?""It's called karma! That scumbag cheated on his wife, hooked up with his own cousin, and even had a kid with her. What's worse, they even had the nerve to broadcast everything and humiliate his wife.""Did you hear? The Shaw f
I suddenly remembered. When I first caught Samson cheating, he had the exact same look on his face.Ha. All men were cut from the same mold.I leaned back, completely at ease and not saying a word. I was simply gazing out the window lazily.It wasn't until the people on their knees were trembling from exhaustion and soaked in cold sweat that I finally spoke, slow and unhurried. "What I do doesn't matter. What matters is what you do."I lifted my chin, signaling for the bodyguards to let Samson go. The crowd pounced at him like starving wolves, immediately grabbing Samson as he tried to escape from the chaos. He was once again pinned to the floor under their feet in no time.His face twisted in terror as he struggled desperately. "Have you all gone crazy?! Look at me! Are you really willing to give up all the Foster Group projects?"But Samson's threats only made them hit harder. They spat in his face and rained punches down on him."You piece of trash! We thought a billionaire






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