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Layla delivered the wonderful but false pregnancy report to her husband, and the excited latter threw a small celebration. He even invited Ronald to come; He wanted to thank him for making his formerly barren wife a now-expectant mother.

Rose actually knew Layla was fucking Ronald; in fact, she deliberately left them alone from the day of the first visit. Layla had also paid her enough to keep her mouth zipped up permanently.

Layla excused herself from the party while the small party was going on, informing her husband that she wasn't feeling too well.

The overjoyed man didn't notice that Ronald had left the party a few minutes before her request to leave. He and some other business associates were immersed in other vital stuff. The party of the rich wasn't just to jubilate. It was to get wider connections, strike deals, etc.

They finally met up in her room, and right away after locking the door, she locked lips with him hungrily.

"I missed you, " she said after they parted the kiss.

"I missed you more, Layla," said Ronald before dipping his head to plant kisses on her neck downwards.

Soon, his mouth had latched onto a nipple while tweaking the other with his left hand. Layla arched her back, gently biting her lower lips while caressing his hair.

When he was done with her breasts, she dropped to her knees and freed his cock from his pants.

"I can't wait for that bastard to die in his sleep," she said as she stroked his dick, maintaining eye contact with him.

"Me too," he responded with some difficulty.

Sure, her hand was doing its magic. Before long, she dipped her head and took him in her mouth, beginning a nodding motion.

"Your mouth feels so amazing. Fuck!" He took over and started thrusting fast in her mouth, his cock seeking to penetrate her throat.

She grabbed his hips, not wanting him to stop.

After many minutes of intense thrusting, he cummed in her mouth and she swallowed every bit of his jism, even licking those decorating his cock.

"Yum," she smilingly remarked as she got to her feet. She stripped off the remaining pieces of clothing and lay on the bed. Then she spread her legs to reveal her dripping wetness.

Without a word, Ronald climbed onto the bed and dipped his head to eat her out first. Afterwards, he slid into her vag and began thrusting, assisting her in keeping her legs raised.

"You feel so good, Layla," he confessed.

"Your dick... is amazing as well. I want... you to go... harder and... faster," she said amidst fragmented breaths.

"Sure, princess," he lowered his upper body to lock her lips with his while he increased his pounding speed.

She could only lock her legs around his waist and embrace him while moaning into his mouth.

The creaking bed and incessant loud sounds of wet smacking spurred them on.

When they parted the long and intense kiss, Layla began to moan out loud without a care of being heard. She wouldn't be heard anyway, so they could fuck all they wanted.

...

The party was over,

Layla took permission from her husband to escort Ronald to where his vehicle was parked. William was busy attending to important guests who had paid a visit without notice.

No one had accompanied the two to the car park; after all, it was safe in this residence.

Ronald opened the passenger door and got in, then he took out his dick and invited her to get inside quickly. Layla looked around, got into the jeep and locked the car door.

"We'll be quick," he informed as she started bobbing on his dick. After a few minutes, she straddled him and locked lips with him.

Then he lifted her knee-length yellow gown and slid her panties to one side before sitting her on his already erect dick. His dick met no resistance as she was already wet for him.

"Don't moan too loud," Ronald cautioned.

"Noted," she replied with a nod as she began bouncing on his manhood, licking her lips as she picked up pace.

Soon, he placed his hands on her butt and made her bounce on him much faster.

She hugged him with one arm wound around his shoulders while the other hand covered her mouth as she moaned, feeling scatterbrained.

As he increased her bouncing pace once more, she held his shoulders, gazing at him with her mouth open, her breath hitched.

"You're such a good girl," he remarked as they switched positions with his dick still inside her cunt.

She was now on all fours as he pounded her from behind without mercy.

"Fuck, Ron. Keep fucking me,"

"Aah~ Aaa~ Aarghh, fuck!"

He gripped her hair and slapped her jiggling butt hard.

"Make sure you never miss an appointment again, you hear me?"

"Y-yes,"

"Yes, what?"

Another slap landed on her butt.

"Yes, Honey," she managed to say.

After some more minutes, she covered her mouth. A difficult thing to do as her body trembled with his dick still inside her.

He pulled out of her and began to lick her cunt's juice, sharing the last bit with her in a kiss. Afterwards, he fucked her mouth, eventually cumming inside it.

She took off her soaked underwear and handed it to him.

"Expect me soonest," she said after making herself decent again.

The scent lingering in the jeep was a reminder of the sex they had just had. This vehicle had witnessed a number of their fucks other than the examination chair and his desk.

Layla got out of the vehicle and waved him goodbye, to which he smilingly reciprocated. Afterwards, he made himself decent, kept her panties in his pocket and got in the driver's seat.

***

A few days later,

William was in his room, completely naked. He was having sex, but not with his wife, but with a new maid called Victoria. The latter was still in her maid uniform, fervently worshipping his dick with her cunt moaning bashfully.

William fondled her breasts with a grin, "I love the way your boobs jiggle," he praised.

"Aah~ Aa~ Thank you, Daddy... f-for the praise," she managed to say as she twerked.

He cummed inside her, but she wasn't deterred. She continues bouncing on him, crying out in pleasure before cumming with his dick still inside her.

She then lowered his head to kiss him passionately while slowly moving her butt up and down.

After they parted the kiss, she got off him but didn't leave the bed.

"Daddy, I need some money for an emergency," Victoria began, her hands drawing circles on his chest.

"Oh?" He raised a brow. This was their third day of fucking, and she was already asking for money.

Anyway, she was good. Her cunt was delicious and very fuckable. She had big boobs as well.

She was at least better than Layla, who only knew the missionary style, way too boring. But that was his legal wife, and she was finally pregnant for him. She would birth his heir, and there was no need to fuck her anymore.

Victoria had been serving him tea in his room when he discovered just how tasty she looked, and with one or two threats and some nice, buttered promises, she happily mounted his dick and that began their escapades.

"Dance for me and I'll give you money based on your performance."

The maid grinned, "Thank you, Daddy."

She got off the bed and began doing a sensual dance before climbing on the bed and facing him with her butt as she straddled him and began twerking, making sure he had a good view of her cunt.

In no time, the happy man slid two fingers into her cunt, and she twerked faster, making his fingers fuck her cunt.

Her moans made him slide his cock inside her once more, and he began thrusting.

"I'll give you a thousand," he announced as he slapped her jiggling butt.

"Thank you, Daddy," she said even though she didn't look too happy.

At least money was money. But he was still too stingy.

After they finished, she made herself decent and fed him a juice that she had tinkered with after he transferred the money to her account.

"Make sure to show me your cunt tonight," William said after downing the glass of juice.

The maid, who was about to leave and had her back turned to him, frowned, but she still put on a sweet smile as she looked at him, "Yes, Daddy,"

Then, she left his room with a hidden scoff, not forgetting to shut the door behind her.

She came across Layla a few minutes down the hallway, "I've done it as you requested. Look, I'm not entertaining that old geezer anymore."

"Sure," Layla said with a smile, "This is the last time. You'll get your money tonight."

"Good," With that, both parted ways.

That evening, William passed on in his sleep.

His will was read not long after.

A little of his wealth would be his stepsister's, and the other part was for Layla and his heir.

Layla made sure to shed enough tears at his funeral, and then Ronald came to the house dressed as a maid to console her with his dick.