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“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

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They made him suck their cocks to get them hard again, his jaw aching from the girth. By dawn, Cindy was exhausted but glowing, lying in a puddle of semen. She pulled Mark close and kissed him. "I love you so much for letting me be this dirty. You're the best cuck a hotwife could ask for." Mark came untouched just from her words, his tiny orgasm adding to the mess, his heart skipped a painful beat, because his mistress will definitely punish for cumming without her permission. But deep down in that throbbing dick, he anticipated his arousal.

Damien leaned in closer, his breath brushing against my ear as he spoke. “Be a good girl and spread your legs for me, Serena. Don’t make me ask twice.” My legs slowly fell open again, almost like they had a mind of their own. My hands were shaking as I slid one back between my thighs, gently rubbing my swollen, aching clit. Damien watched every movement with hungry eyes. “Louder,” he ordered. “Moan like you were before. I want to hear how much of a needy little slut you really are.” A broken whimper escaped my lips as I pushed two fingers inside my soaked hole, slowly pumping them in and out while rubbing my clit with my other hand. This is just like the books I read… am I not lucky?

CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT: FATHER’S LOSS CHRISTIAN ——— “AFTER ACCUSING AN INNOCENT CO-WORKER OF DESTROYING HER MARRIAGE, ESTRANGED WIFE OF HOLLYWOOD DIRECTOR CHUCK GILBERT IS RUMORED TO BE HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH FLUX STUDIO HEAD, CHRISTIAN GALLO. MAYBE THE OLD SAYING IS TRUE: ACCUSERS ARE OFTEN THE GUILTY ONES.” Signed, Everybody Loves Patricia.

He gripped her waist tight and unloaded inside her, condom stretching as he pumped her womb full. Marina looked spent as she slid off Kellan and dropped to the mattress. For a second, I thought she was finished. But then she pulled her knees up and shoved her ass high in the air, her face buried in the sheets. She reached back, spread herself wide, and moaned, “All I need now is a big cock in my married ass.” Darius laughed and leaned close. “How about three cocks in that cheating ass of yours?” Marina gave a breathless laugh. “The more the merrier.”

The risk would keep it hot. The week of forbidden pleasure had started with a shower and ended with us completely hooked. Step-sibling secret. The hottest one I ever kept.

They had exploited a man's instinct and carried out a precise hunt using our innate lust as bait. Before me, who knew how many men had already fallen victim to their schemes? And after me, there would likely be more. This experience taught me one thing: never let your desires run unchecked. When a honey trap opened before you, behind that gentleness often lay the most ruthless scam.

Or it might not. Life would slide back into routine—work, school, family dinners, pretending. Either way, the sin had been worth it. Every stolen breath. Every bruising grip. Every pulse of heat when he filled her. Every single burning second. They’d carry it like a secret under their skin—quiet, simmering, always there if they ever needed to burn again.

Chapter 2: I Got Handcuffed And Devoured By The Criminals I Was Supposed To Arrest The Spicy Cube is burning through my system like liquid fire. Every nerve in my body is alive. My skin feels too tight. My nipples are aching peaks. And my pussy — God, my poor neglected pussy — is throbbing so hard it almost hurts. I’ve never felt anything like this. Six weeks of celibacy have left me starving, and these two dangerous women are feeding on me like I’m their last meal.