LOGINAt the moment, my dick was gracefully ready start working with her pussy, she felt a little be shy, but when I rubbed onto her and dipped two fingers in it, my shyness was replaced with intense pleasure, fuck it felt too good to ignore. “Ahhh,” she moaned, as i slipped the third finger into her pussy. “I will ensure you come for me six times before calling it a day,” I said, huskily. came to my front, while he kept fingering her pussy, mercilessly. I forcefully pushed my hard cock into her mouth, till it touched the back of my throat. “Suck it,” i instructed and without thinking, she started sucking my cock, while I fingered from behind. The pleasure was intense, her legs began to shake, and she couldn't suck any further, she just wanted to moan, but my cock prevented her. When i noticed she couldn't suck my cock any further, I started fucking her mouth, while my fingers fucked her asshole. “You have a fucking nice ass, and I would enjoy fucking it,” I grunted, pressing his fingers in my pussy. Soon, she was coming all over the place, and my eyes had already rolled back, but that didn't make me stop fingering or mouth fucking me. I fucked her mouth till my come fills them. “Drink it,” I instructed and in one swallow my cum was down her throat and to be honest…. She want more? As she shakes with pleasure, her moan turns deep, and she whispers, “She wants more”—a need that will break everything apart. will this forbidden ecstasy unravel their secrets or seal their fate?
View MoreRaymond si pria muda tampan berbodi bagus ini senyum ceria, malam ini adalah malam sakral baginya dan Rahma, istrinya. Ulang Tahun ke 4 mereka sebagai suami istri.
Raymond hanyalah sales sebuah dealer mobil yang dikatakan sulit laku, karena jual mobil-mobil asal negeri Tiongkok.
Sial…masih separuh jalan lagi sampai rumah, Raymond terpaksa berteduh, hujan yang tadi sudah gerimis, kini turun dengan derasnya.
Tiba-tiba ponsel jadulnya bunyi, ada chat masuk. Raymond pikir istrinya yang ngontak karena ini sudah pukul 21.00 lewat, tapi saat di buka, ternyata dari nomor tak di kenal.
“Hmm…siapa pengirimnya, kok ada lampiran fotonya,” batin Raymond, kaget saat membuka kiriman tiga buah foto tersebut.
Matanya melotot, jantungnya berdegup kencang. Foto itu perlihatkan seorang wanita cantik dengan rambut panjangnya dan gaun malamnya yang berwarna merah menyala sangat seksi, sampai perlihatkan pakaian dalamnya yang membayang.
Siapapun laki-laki normal pasti tergoda!
Walaupun gambar ini sedikit buram, karena di ambil secara sembunyi-sembunyi dan tempatnya seperti-nya sebuah pub atau klub malam, tapi wajahnya masih bisa di kenali.
Si wanita ini tak sendirian, ada seorang pria setengah tua yang terlihat merangkul si wanita seksi ini dan mengecup pipinya dengan mesra.
Wanita itu mirip sekali dengan…Rahma istrinya.
Raymond…serasa tak menjejak bumi, tubuhnya seketika mematung.
Benarkah itu Rahma…kenapa dia begitu dekat dan akrab dengan pria setengah tua necis dan terlihat sangat kaya raya itu?
Jadi…isu-isu miring yang selama ini dia dengar, sejak karir istrinya melejit dan kalahkan dirinya, di peroleh Rahma dengan cara selingkuh…apakah benar adanya?
Saking marahnya, Raymond letakan begitu saja kue berharga 145 ribu di sebuah halte tempatnya berteduh tadi. Dan tak peduli hujan deras, ia tancap gas pulang ke rumah mereka.
Raymond tak melihat mobil istrinya di garasi, artinya Rahma belum pulang!
Hatinya yang emosi kini dia redam, dengan berpikir positif, paling wanita di foto itu hanya mirip.
Tapi…kenapa 3 foto itu dikirim ke dia…apa maksudnya? Pikirnya dengan galau.
Pukul 23.45 menitan terdengar mobil datang, Rahma istrinya membuka pintu dan langsung menuju kamar.
Mereka berdua memang bawa kunci rumah masing-masing.
Melihat Raymond sudah ‘tidur’ dengan memunggunginya, Rahma hanya hela nafas, dia lalu ke toilet dan hapus make up cetar-nya.
Padahal Raymond aslinya belum tidur, hatinya masih galau dan panas dengan foto itu.
Tak sampai 15 menitan usai merebahkan diri di sisinya, dengkur halus Rahma terdengar. Raymond berbalik dan melalui siluet lampu tidur dia melihat wajah istrinya seperti orang yang sangat kelelahan…!
“Hmm…dia lupa dengan ulang tahun ke 4 pernikahan? Tapi…kenapa dia begitu terlihat lelah..?” kembali batin Raymond berkata, rasa curiga makin menjadi-jadi.
Paginya di meja makan…
Raymond masih terngiang-ngiang dengan kiriman 3 foto yang belum ia hapus, saat melihat istrinya kini terlihat makin cantik dengan blouse warna krimnya.
Di tambah rambut panjang yang sengaja dikritingin dan diberi warna coklat melewati bahunya, plus parfum mahal, cantik sekali Rahma ini di tambah kulit tubuhnya yang putih dan mulus serta semampai.
Rahma memang terlahir blasteran, ayahnya asli Australia, ibunya Sunda.
Mulut Raymond sudah gatal ingin bertanya, kemana saja istrinya hampir pukul 00.00 baru pulang tadi malam.
Tapi mulutnya kalah start, bibir Rahma yang di lapisi lipstick merah menyala duluan bicara.
“Bang, siang nanti mama tiriku dan kakak perempuanku datang dari Australia, mereka akan nginap di tempat kita selama di Jakarta. Katanya rumah mereka sedang di renovasi, jadi sementara pulang ke tanah air dulu, sekalian travelling,” cetus Rahma, sambil memotong roti dan memakannya perlahan.
Raymond diam saja, dia menunggu, apakah istrinya ingat hari ini genap 4 tahun mereka jadi suami istri?
Tapi…sampai Rahma pamit duluan ngantor, tidak ada sama sekali ucapan istrinya tentang ultah itu. Raymond hanya hela nafas panjang.
Padahal ini hari Minggu, tapi Rahma tetap kerja!
“Oh ya…aku mungkin pulang malam lagi, soalnya aku menemani bos di kantor metting dengan klien kakap, yang akan bangun pusat perbelanjaan di Kalimantan,” cetus Rahma lagi sebelum berlalu dari hadapan Raymond.
Si lelaki tak berdaya karena kalah karir dan penghasilan.
Dan kali ini Rahma tidak bawa mobil, tapi di jemput sebuah mobil….mewah!
Raymond hanya bisa mengangguk dan tidak ada ‘kuasa’ melarang. Ia tahu diri, saat ini, 90 persen kebutuhan rumah tangga mereka uangnya dari kantong Rahma.
Sejak karir Rahma melejit, mereka naik pangkat dari keluarga sederhana ke keluarga kelas menengah elit.
Kebutuhan hidup mereka pun otomatis menyesuaikan…mau tak mau, Rahma lah yang dominan keluar biaya!
Raymond bersihkan bekas makanan mereka, hal kecil yang dulunya dilakukan Rahma, kini dialah yang melakukannya, mereka memang tak memiliki pembantu.
Sesaat ia merasa harga dirinya jatuh ke titik rendah…!
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BERSAMBUNG
The submarine surfaced off the coast of Norway. They'd been underwater for eighteen hours. No sleep. No food. Just running."Marcus is dead," James said. "We burned his body. Watched it melt.""Then explain the message." Nickey showed his phone again. "Explain how he knows about Hope. About the sun. About everything.""Could be someone using his name. Psychological warfare."Sarah shook her head. "Marcus uploaded his consciousness before we destroyed him. Catherine mentioned it. Said he could download into another body.""Where would he get another body?""Catherine had clones. Dozens of them. Maybe Marcus had the same setup."Volkov checked his laptop. "If Marcus is alive, he'd need a facility to download into. Somewhere with the right equipment. I can track energy signatures that match neural transfer technology."He typed commands. Searched. Found something."Here. Facility in Romania. Massive p
The coordinates led to an abandoned oil rig in the North Sea. The submarine docked at the base. Nickey, Trina, James, and Volkov climbed the rusty ladder to the platform."This is insane," Trina said. "We just destroyed Catherine. Now we're walking into another trap?""If my father's alive, I need to know why he's been hiding. Why he let us think he was dead."They reached the top platform. A single door stood open. Light spilled out.Inside was a conference room. Clean. Modern. Not abandoned at all.Their father sat at the head of a table. Alive. Healthy. Younger looking than he should be."Hello children. Sit. We have much to discuss.""You're alive." Nickey's voice was flat. "You've been alive this whole time.""Yes. And no. It's complicated.""Uncomplicate it."His father stood. Walked to a screen on the wall. Pressed a button. Images appeared. Timeline charts. Genetic maps. "I was never frozen accidentally. I froze myself deliberately. To survive what was coming.""The collapse.
The submarine descended into the Arctic Ocean. Two days traveling underwater. No communication with the outside world. Just the hum of engines and the pressure of water above.Nickey sat in the cramped quarters holding Hope. She'd been quiet since Oslo. Too quiet. Like she sensed what was coming.Volkov entered. "We're approaching the facility. Twenty minutes to insertion point.""How do we get inside?""Maintenance tunnel. Underwater access. Catherine built it as an escape route. She doesn't know I know about it.""How can you be sure?""Because if she did, I'd already be dead." Volkov handed him a wetsuit. "Put this on. The tunnel is flooded for the first hundred meters. After that, it's dry."Trina took Hope. "What about her? She can't dive.""She won't have to." Volkov showed them a specialized carrier. Waterproof. Temperature controlled. Oxygen supply. "She'll be safe inside this. Unconscious from mild sedative. Won't even know she's underwater.""You want to drug my daughter?""
The plane leveled at thirty thousand feet. Hope finally stopped crying. Trina rocked her gently. "That text," James said. "It can't be Catherine. I saw Sarah shoot her. Saw her fall." "Then who sent it?" Nickey stared at his phone. "Who else uses C as a signature?" "Maybe it's a bluff. Sarah trying to keep us scared." "Why would Sarah do that?" "Because she's running the Covenant now. Needs us afraid. Needs us running. Keeps us from interfering." Trina looked up. "Or Catherine survived. Again. Like she always does." Nickey's phone buzzed. Another text. *Land in Oslo. Terminal B. A friend is waiting. Trust him. You'll need his help for what comes next.* "It's a trap," James said immediately. "Everything's a trap." Nickey showed the pilot the message. "Change course. Oslo." "Are you insane?" Trina grabbed h
Covenant soldiers surrounded them. Weapons aimed. No escape visible.Catherine walked forward slowly. Confident. She looked at Hope in Trina's arms. "My beautiful granddaughter. Finally. After all these years of planning.""Stay back," Trina said. She clutched Hope tighter."Or what? You'll shoot me? With fifty guns pointed at you?" Catherine smiled. "Be reasonable. I'm not here to hurt anyone. I'm here to save you.""By enslaving us?""By preserving humanity. There's a difference."Nickey stepped between Catherine and Trina. "You're not taking her.""I already have. Look around. You're surrounded. Outgunned. Betrayed by your own father. It's over. Accept it gracefully."His father stood beside Catherine. "Nickey, please. Listen to her. She's right about everything. The collapse is coming. Fighting won't stop it.""You're a coward. You always were.""I'm a realist. And I'm saving your life. Even if you hate me for it."Catherine gestured to her soldiers. "Take the child. Kill anyone w
The plane landed at Vostok Station. Negative sixty degrees outside. Four hours before frostbite killed them.Nickey suited up in thermal gear. Checked his weapons. "If I'm not back in five hours, take Hope and run."Trina grabbed his face. "Come back. Don't be a hero.""I'm just a father protecting his family."They kissed. Then Nickey, James, and four soldiers left the plane. Walked through brutal wind toward the abandoned research station."Heat signature ahead," James said, checking his scanner. "Underground bunker. Three hundred meters."They found a metal hatch. Planted charges. Blew it open.Descended three levels. Found a large chamber with medical equipment and computers humming. In the center stood a cryo pod. Frost covered the glass. Inside was their father's body."He froze himself," Nickey whispered. "Been here twenty years."Marcus stepped from the shadows. Half his face was metal. One eye replaced with a red sensor. Burns covered his synthetic skin."Finally. The family






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