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“Because it looks exactly like my boyfriend fucking his secretary in the office I helped him build.” “Baby, listen to me—” “Don’t call me that!” The entire office fell silent. My chest burned violently as tears filled my eyes. I looked around the office slowly. The expensive furniture. The luxury decorations. Everything my money had helped create. Everything I sacrificed for. For him. “You said you loved me,” I whispered. Stephen moved closer desperately. “I do love you.” I looked at him in disbelief. “You love me?” I repeated softly. “You love me while sleeping with another woman?”

Believe, Love and lies Episode 35 Happy new month Lieutenant Liam" Hillary called Liam with was facing his computer Liam raised his head to meet the angry eyes of the other party "Is there any problem Miss Hillary" Liam asked as she moved the computer aside "Why do you keep closing those cases, you know fully well about how dangerous the murderer is but since you took over any case concerning this person you always close it up with sucide Do you think everyone is that foolish not to see that something is wrong, I'm very sureyou know that there is something wrong quite well but you still close the case whenever it is ordered to be closed" Hillary took a deep breath after she finished saying e

She really studied him. “Ahaan,” she began, her voice soft but direct. “I have to ask. Is all this because you’re still not over Suhana?” Ahaan swirled the whiskey in his glass, watching the liquid catch the light. “Mom, it’s been four months,” he said, his voice even. “And it’s not like we had some tragic love story. We felt a pull and I think we both tried to force it into something more because it felt logical.”

Dora curled on her side facing him, her heart hammering so hard she was sure he could hear it. “Dora…” Aiden’s voice was low and rough in the darkness. “I can’t stop thinking about how good you feel when I touch you.” Dora’s breath caught. She shifted closer, her body trembling with years of hidden longing. “I’ve wanted you for so long,” she whispered, the confession finally slipping out. “I’ve had a crush on you for years, Aiden. I never thought…” Before she could finish, Aiden rolled toward her and captured her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. It started slow and passionate, his lips warm and firm against hers, then quickly grew more intense. His tongue slipped into her mouth, tasting her, cl

We promised to meet online the next evening (his wife worked 12-hour shifts at the local hospital in the evenings from 7:00 pm, so he had all the time in the world to chat). As soon as I could, I rushed home from work, grabbed a snack, and went online to read his stories. He had 17 posted stories about man-to-man sex, and I found myself so aroused I jacked off three times as I read them. At 7:30, a message popped up on my screen: “lovingman” is calling.

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

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She saw his cock bulging against his pants. He gasped for breath and fidgeted with his zipper, trying to adjust and make room for his thickening cock. “Do you know, I’ve never had anyone kiss me here,” she said and spread her lips to show the rosy bud of her clit. He stared. “Do you know how many things I’ve always wanted to do, that I’ve wanted to feel?” She asked him, innocent of what her question meant to him.

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.