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“This married pussy is gripping me so fucking tight. Your husband doesn’t fuck you like this, does he?” “No…fuck no,he doesn’t…harder…please fuck me harder!!!” He railed me mercilessly, one hand slapping my ass hard enough to sting. My tits bounced wildly against the hood. I was moaning and crying out like a whore, completely lost. He reached around and rubbed my clit roughly while still pounding me. “Cum again,” he ordered. “Cum all over my cock like the cheating wife you are.” I shattered for the second time, screaming, my pussy clamping down around him in powerful waves. My juices squirted down my thighs and onto the driveway. He fucked me straight through it, never slowing down.

Yet, she made me sign the divorce papers and walk away with nothing. “If regret alone were enough, prisons would be empty. “Krystal, it was over between us the moment you decided to cheat. Stay away from me.” As I turned to leave, Krystal threw herself in my path. “Ray, do you honestly think you’re without fault here? Why didn’t you tell me that I’m the one who can’t conceive? Why did you hide the fact that you’re family to Greene Apex from me?” Krystal yelled at me angrily, “Had I known, I would’ve cheated on you!”

She felt his fingers teasing the clit as he ran his finger up and down her hole. "Killian," she whimpered as she tried to push him off. Killian pulled her closer with a rough jerk and slapped her womanhood. "Oh, you’re so wet, Schmetterling, yet you’re pretending to hate this?" Rara turned her head to look up at him. There was raw amusement in his voice. “A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.”

He had always kept his cheating a secret, but now he has no reason why he should continuing keeping it a secret from his bitch ass wife. He f*cked his Mistress with no care in the world, not minding that his wife is behind him, watching him f*ck another lady. Anna knew she won't be able to take any more if the scene before her, she walked back downstairs with tears rolling down her eyelid. The more she tried to clean the tears, the more it rushed out.

“I’ll be back tomorrow. I even bought your favorite pastries.” He was only a few meters away from me, with one arm wrapped around Leah’s waist, the other holding his phone to speak to me. How could a werewolf split his heart in half like that? I couldn’t understand when their affair had started. Why did the she-wolf he cheated with have to be my sister? Most of all, had he ever truly loved me? Or had he only wanted our arranged mating to secure his position as the next Alpha?

I was thinking to myself that these guys had no idea I was this girls husband, that this slut was my wife. I wasn’t sure how to feel about this, to find out she’s been cheating on me and getting fucked behind my back. That’s when his lips went around my cock and took all 8 inches of me. This guy was sucking my cock while another guy is jerking off next to me, how could I really get mad that my wife also went out and had fun. At least for the moment I decided to just enjoy this and have a good cum and worry about it later. I decided to ask the guy if there were any videos crazier than this one of her I could see. The guy next to me chuckled and said there’s tons of anything you could think of

Me, bent over the sink, my dress around my waist, his hand clamped over my mouth as he pounded into me from behind, his cock hitting depths that made me see stars, while his wife chatted with her mother just down the hall. “You like this, don’t you?” he’d whispered, his breath hot in my ear, his thrusts becoming punishing. “You like knowing she’s just on the other side of this door. That she could walk in and see her husband’s cock buried deep in her best friend’s cheating cunt.” The vulgarity, the danger, it was all jet fuel on the fire. “Yes!” I’d sobbed, my body convulsing in a shameful, powerful orgasm. “God, yes!”

She fed him lies, saying that my child belonged to another man, and that I had staged a car accident to cover up the months of pregnancy. Lucas actually believed in such a weak fabrication. Since then, I knew that our daughter, Gracie Anderson, and I were no longer important to him. It was late at night. Anna wrapped her arms around his waist and whispered seductively, “Lucas, you’re so good to me.” Lucas hugged her back and said softly, “I owe you this much.” He allowed her hands to slowly slide beneath his clothes. Rather than recoil, he reciprocated her actions I turned to look the other way.

He once swore he would be my husband, that we would be together for life. When he was a teenager, he moved abroad with his family. At the airport, he clutched my hand, sobbing, begging me to wait—promising he would come back. I waited. And waited. But he never returned. The tenderness of youth faded with time. I found a new love, a new marriage. I thought happiness would last forever. But I never imagined my husband's heart would belong to another woman. And that my unborn child would become nothing more than the lifeline to his so-called "true love."

I had been completely played! Why? Why would she do this to me? Reflecting on our year of marriage, I had done everything I could to care for Donna, fearing that I'd ever let her down. Yet, she still chose to cheat on me with another guy! Or rather, two! My chest heaved with rage, and it felt like I was about to explode. "Shameless Donna!" I muttered under my breath, hailing a taxi to follow that car. As the scenery outside changed, my expression darkened even more.