Sloane stayed curled in Richard’s lap, her pussy still throbbing around his fingers,the room felt hot and heavy. Her heart was racing so fast she could hear it in her ears,Ethan’s cruel words about her pussy smelling kept echoing in her head, making her feel ashamed. The guilt sat there in the back of her mind, whispering that this was Ethan’s father, but the way he held her made her feel safe and desired in a way she hadn’t felt in years. “Richard…” she breathed, voice shaky and needy. He slowly pulled his fingers out, making her whimper at the empty feeling,his eyes were dark, his breathing heavy. “We really shouldn’t,” he said, but his hands stayed on her thighs, thumbs stroking her skin like he couldn’t let go. “This is fucked up,you’re my son’s wife.” She leaned forward and kissed him, soft at first. “I know but I need you,make me feel good. Please.” Richard groaned into her mouth and kissed her back, deeper and hungrier,his hands moved up, pulling her slip off com
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