Novel & Cerita Crazy Wife Slut

“Your daughter’s barely been home for an hour and you’re soaked for the ordinary poor driver again. What would Audrey think if she knew her perfect mom was bent over her desk like a desperate whore?” “Shut up,” Cilia whispered with a whimper. “You are nothing. Just a filthy driver.” I laughed low and slapped her ass again, harder. The red handprints bloomed fast. Then I pulled my cock out and rubbed the head against her entrance, teasing. “Such a shame your husband left a pussy as slutty as yours,” I said, pushing in slow and deep. “You cannot even pretend you don’t need this. Your cunt is milking me already and I haven’t even started.”

I tried to stay strong in front of her. “Oh yes! I know damn well! If it weren’t for your pregnancy, he wouldn’t have married you! Just because of that baby! You think he’ll love that child?? No! Who do you think you are? You’re just some slut he got from a cheap bar—” I slapped her hard. My hands shook and tears flowed from my rage. “You may belittle me all you want… but don’t you dare involve my child!” I growled. “Sure, maybe I was reckless before! But compared to you… I’m way better.”

I wanted to fuck my slut wife like he just did. Eva likes being called dirty names during sex and this moment called for it. "You are a real slut tonight dear. I love watching you being such a whore for Sam and me. You are a cocksucking whore; a cumslut." "Yes I am. I'm being such a filthy whore tonight Jay and I'm loving getting fucked by you and Sam. Oh, I'm such a slut. Fuck this slut Jay."

Coco suddenly asked as we both got out, and I turned to look at her, my face deadpan. “And you think I care?” I asked, and I could see the subtle surprise on her face before it simply vanished in the next second. Coco’s lips curled into a smirk, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against the folder she held. “You should care. A CEO’s wife who can’t even control her own reputation is a liability.” My fingers twitched at my sides. This woman really knows how to hit where it hurts. “And yet, here I am,” I said coolly, tilting my head.

"Or are you Daddy's little slut? Yes, I think that's what you are, Sophia. You're my little cumslut. Look at you! Sucking off your mom's new husband... your brand-new stepdaddy. Christ, the ink on our marriage license isn't even dry and my hands are all over your slut body." She moaned and sucked my cock harder, her tongue working desperately to please me. I loved the fact that she was working so hard for me. She was performing an audition and she knew it. I have a wife. I need a cumslut. Might as well be the young thing in front of me, readily available and cheap. And apparently very, very willing and talented.

So, two reluctant people came together. That woman is les, a strong career woman. But in order to explain to the family, they had children. It's just that not long after the child was born, his wife dropped a sentence: "Linda and I have been to America, and the child will be mine and hers in the future. You can do whatever you like. After all, we have no feelings, and we know it." Winston Barrymore forgot how he answered at that time, but he was sure to say, "Call me if you need money."

“He doesn’t deserve to be with you, Sandra.” As I heard what he said, my jaw tightened. He truly wanted Cassandra, and his actions could even be called the actions of a madman. I quickly stepped toward them. “You’re still trying to force my wife!?” I immediately grabbed his hand, pulling that insolent hand away from Cassandra and pushing Cillian back. This rough action surprised Cassandra, but that man clearly wasn’t someone who would listen to words alone. Without even looking at me, Cillian shouted, “Damn it! Who is your wife!”

, he said and left. "Mr. Karan Kundra.. now you will see how everything you have will be mine and you will be left with nobody. I will take every single thing you have including that pretty beautiful wife of yours who has an amazing business skill. But don't worry she will not be my partner but my whore for life", he seethed flashing a sadistic smile.

Under the dim lights, I plowed as hard and fast as I could, but Winona Sundown, my wife, was still unsatisfied. "Jonathan Slymouth, can you hurry up? Even if you're useless at everything else, how can you be so useless at this? Are you even a man?" I could no longer recall how many times Winona had taunted me over this same thing. At first, I even mourned and felt hurt due to my ego as a man. I had privately sought many advice and supplements to get Winona to be satisfied with me.

"Nobody's forcing you to work. You don't have to." Piper always took her mother's side, and this time was no different. "Yeah, Dad. What else can you even do besides sit around the house? Just listen to Mom." Nobody remembered that it was Renee who talked me into being a stay-at-home husband. Nobody knew I'd given it all up so she could chase her dreams. Nobody saw any of what I'd done. I stared at the two of them, frozen, and something inside me finally snapped. "Enough. What I do with my life is none of your concern."