MasukEverything Lucia wants was a divorce after being treated like trash for two years. Just when she asked for the divorce , her husband was all over her and was not ready to let go of her, he is ready to do anything to make it up to her but one person who had waited to have her husband wasn’t going to let go of him, his girlfriend Sofia. To make things worse, she showed up with a pregnancy offering Lucia’s husband a choice. Will Lucia and her husband ever get back?
Lihat lebih banyak"Fuck Bryce!" The red haired girl screamed out in estacy as another wave of pleasure surged through her causing her fifth orgasm to explode for that night.
They were on a snooker table at the balcony of his bedroom. He had placed a call to one of his whores and she came running like all of them.
Women, he always had them whenever he needed them. The entire city is flooded with different species waiting to be fed by his cock. They're all useless and the only thing they respond to is sex. The only thing they're built for is wild orgasms and he just happens to be the right guy to give it to them.
Bryce had her hands pinned up against her head as he continuously slammed into her pûssy. They liked it rough and who was he to complain?
She had her legs tangled up around his waist as she threw her head back in reckless abandon. Her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she felt her sixth wave of orgasm for that night.
"Brrryyyccce!" Her voice came out pleading this time. She wanted relief but she was almost certain that she wasn't going to get it anytime soon.
He pulled out roughly from her vagina and replaced his dick with his fingers as he thrusted deeper and faster, delving into her warm sultry flesh and slamming into her already dripping cunt.
She couldn't take it anymore but pulled up her hips to meet his thrusting fingers.
"Do you want to to stop Mi amor?" He groaned as he inched closer and whispered into her ears. His hot breath fanned her ears which sent millions of shock waves that vibrated and pulsed down to all parts of her body.
She's full, she's ripped but she'll be damned before she tells him to stop. She wanted all he could give and more. She wanted more than what he could give.
"Oooohhhhmmigod!!!" She screamed as her walls pulsated and tightened around his fingers.
He pulled out his fingers and placed it on her mouth to taste. She licked every inch of her juice on his fingers. Her voice humming at the back of her throat. An action that only seemed to excite him.
The woman quickly bent down and went for his dick. She stroked and swirled her tongue on the tip of his huge flesh.
She raised up her eyes to look at him, satisfied that her action was giving him the much needed effect.
Bryce threw his head backwards as she sucked on his dick. He lets out a hard breath as a low growl erupted from the back of his throat.
He fisted her hair into his hands as he fucked into her mouth. She opened her mouth to take all of him making sure to lick all the the juice that dripped down his dick into her mouth.
He forcefully pulled her up and tasted his essence on her tongue.
"You are one bad slut mi amor" he commended and she grinned in excitement before rising to her feet to assume her previous position.
That was the only way he gets them to do whatever he says. Compliment them and they fall head over heels and do whatever you request them to do. Why use force when you can use words?
That's his motto.
"Thank you daddy" she purred and he slapped her pûssy causing her to shiver.
This night was far from over and he's pretty sure that she knows it as well.
*.*.*
"You don't have to leave the convent sister, it's really not a safe place out there" Hera's sister, Christina spoke out as she handed the folded clothes to Hera who received it with gratitude.
Christina had no idea why her sister has insisted on leaving the convent in search of a job. She has heard wild and creepy stories from the other sisters about the illicit things people do out there. The list is endless so she had come to a conclusion that the convent is the safest place for her to be.
It was almost like Hera was walking away from paradise straight into the lion's den. She had tried to tell her otherwise but the girl is adamant and would not listen. Hera had always been stubborn so there's no surprise there.
Sometimes she wishes that her parents were alive. They wouldn't have let them indulge in something as preposterous as this but they were orphans who found grace with God through the sisters that were sent to come to their rescue and now twenty years later, Hera is going back there into the wild.
"I know that you're scared but I promise that I will be fine." Came Hera's reply "I want to find a better place for both of us. That has always been the plan and I'm grateful that the sisters are supporting me in this as well. Can't you trust me just once?" Her voice came out soft and smooth that Christina found herself nodding in affirmation.
Hera has a way of talking calmly even in the midst of problems that you most definitely would be swayed.
"I trust you but I'm going to miss you a lot. What if something bad happens to you? What if you don't come back for me?" Christina's voice came out trembling. She had always been the weakest one when it came to both of them.
Hera knew how much Christina loved her. They always had each other's back for the longest of time and she knows that leaving would crush her but she doesn't have a choice. She doesn't want to grow up in the convent for the rest of her life. She wants to have her own business and be very successful one day but that would never happen if she's locked up in here forever.
She had her life already mapped out. Firstly, she's going to secure a job and save up enough to get her own apartment in the city and after that, she'd train herself through college so that she would graduate and find a better job.
But none of this would happen if she doesn't leave. It's a huge risk that she's willing to take but what she didn't expect was the news crushing her little sister.
She opened her arms and a crying Christina walked into them, engulfing her in an embrace.
"I will come back for you my little bunny and that's a promise I intend to keep. They have already accepted me for the job and I'm certain that everything will be okay" She assured her with a smile.
Weeks ago, Hera was able to apply for the position of a housekeeper through an agency in the big city and she's supposed to resume today but she was able to plead with the agency to start tomorrow, hence her packing.
Christina nodded a reply.
There's no changing Hera's mind when she's made a decision so she has no other choice but to accept. Even the sisters has given their blessings so nothing's stopping her from going.
"Thank you, now please help me pack"
"Of course" Christina forced a smile before proceeding to pick up the clothes that was scattered on the bed and into the box.
It would be so easy to reach out and take the comfort and warmth and pleasure of being with him again. He’d wrap her in his arms and stroke her back and kiss her hair, and she’d feel his body stir with desire for her and…She’d missed him so much. But if she gave in to the need aching through her now,Micheal would be encouraged to stick around, and the inevitable consequences would be worse than her current sense of deprivation.Better to remain independent.“I don’t need your help, Micheal,” she said flatly.“That’s not how it looks to me,Lucia.” He reached out and took her left hand, fondling it warmly, persuasively pressing a link between them as he added, “I think we should get married as soon as possible.”“No!” She snatched her hand away, feeling as though he’d burned her. Her eyes blazed fierce conviction. “I won’t marry you, Micheal.”“Why not? It’s the most sensible, practical thing to do.”“I will not subject my baby to a father who doesn’t want her.”“If you’re worried about
She was tempted to hurl it in Micheal ’s face. It might sober him up. Whatever impulsive and stupid ardour had driven him into this room needed dampening down. He wasn’t thinking straight, any more than she’d been seeing straight. But she could see straight through him! Having figured out what she was doing in a maternity ward, he had a hot case of guilt.“You need looking after, Lucia,” he said gruffly. “And I’m the man to do it. Drink up now.”She sipped, just to moisten her throat. Then she glared her outrage at him. “Don’t you tell me what to do, Micheal. You have no right.”He returned a determined look. “I contributed to this situation and—”“You did not.” She cut him off with more belligerent determination. “You trusted me to get the contraception right, and I messed up. It’s all my fault.”“Accidents happen,” he said grimly.“Well, you don’t have to pay for this one. I take full responsibility.”“Sure! And you’re doing a fine job of it, letting yourself get so run down you alm
Maurice’s question broke through the glaze of horror in his mind. They were looking quizzically at him. Had he missed something? Apart from a nine-month pregnancy?“Sorry.” He sucked in a deep breath and swallowed hard. “I was just thinking how great the three of you look together.”Ingrid laughed. “Time you found yourself a wife and started a family, Micheal.”Join the club. They all said that. Once they were caught in the family trap, it was as though anyone who was free of it was an offensive reminder of what they’d given up. The hell of it was he might very well have a child somewhere on this ward, a child whose mother had decided was better off fatherless than having Micheal in their lives.“Aren’t you thirty-something?” Ingrid persisted.“Darling, I’m forty,” Maurice reminded her. “Age has nothing to do with it. If I hadn’t met you, I’d still be a freewheeling bachelor like Micheal.”Micheal didn’t want to be a freewheeling bachelor. He wanteded Lucia. He didn’t care if she came
“He’s got my ears, poor little blighter.”Micheal smiled. “Well, one can always resort to plastic surgery.”Maurice laughed indulgently. “They’re not that bad. He’ll grow into them.”“Bound to,” Micheal agreed, his face aching with smiling.Micheal obediently performed the comparison, studying the straight, aristocratic nose of Maurice’s buxom blonde wife and the longer, slightly bumpy one of his friend. He forced another smile. “Yes. Much the better nose.”Why was it obligatory to divide a baby’s features between the parents? It was inevitably done, like a ritual, perhaps affirming true heritage, or an assurance that a little replica would fulfil its parents’ expectations. Not only was it a deadly boring exercise to Micheal,, it almost drove him to snap, “Let the kid be himself, for God’s sake!”But that wasn’t the done thing.He wondered whom Lucia had been visiting on this floor. Not that it mattered. No point in trying to find some contact point with her. From the attitude she ha






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