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A gasp caught in my throat. "I don’t want you to step in," I whispered. "Liar." He leaned in closer, his nose skimming my neck, inhaling deep. "I can smell how wet you are already. That pussy's dripping for me, Ruby. Just like yesterday." "This isn't right. I can't cheat on my husband." "You already cheated on your husband yesterday. So what's one more sin? Hmm? At least this time, you'll get a real orgasm out of it. Let me make you come so hard you forget his name. Then you can regret later all you want."

-Because he was unfaithful to you. -Maybe, Erika, even though I know about your life as a submissive, I hope you don't mind that when you become my wife, you won't be able to sleep with any other man, you know that, don't you? He tells her this, while looking at her out of the corner of his eye. Erika, closes her eyes, as she answers him, -Yes I know, anyway, the man I wanted, left with another woman. And the fact that you forced me to do this whole act to make your ex-fiancée jealous, I can honestly tell we're not so different. By the way, Chad, why are you determined, for me to marry you, to perform the act I understand, you needed a woman you could trust, or someone you could manipulate,

" I scream, hitting the steering wheel. As much as I hate it, tears are already rolling down my eyes. And just like that, I am back to square one. Back to being weak instead of strong. I turn to him. "What did I ever do to you? Huh? What?" "You cheated on me, Eric!" He glares at me. "You cheated on me with that bastard. After I offered to be your concubine even with the marriage. Do you think I would have ever wanted to be the mistress to anyone? While I cried my eyes out, you were fucking him!" I raise my index finger, pointing it at him, even with the tears in my eyes, as the cigarette smell chokes the living hell out of me.

Not long after, his mother called and yelled, "I knew you couldn't be trusted! You cheated on him and fooled around in the office with his best friend. You're a disgrace to the family!" I had enough. I retorted, "Ken was off with another woman on our wedding night. Your family lost its dignity long before I got here. When you tried to set him up with your friend's daughter, knowing he was married, you gave up any pretense of respect!" I respected her back when I loved Ken, but I no longer did, so she was nothing to me. Just because she was a high-society woman, it did not make her a queen. Ken's mother was so angry she nearly passed out. I hung up on her and blocked her as well.

She looked more pained “I know you are lying to me, so you better start talking!” The expression on Isabella’s face clearly stated that hell would break loose if her husband dared to tell her one more lie. Given his fake reactions, she wanted nothing more than to drown him in her anger. Seeing as things had gotten to this level, Gerald knew that he could not continue denying the truth that was right in front of their eyes, so he admitted the truth. “Fine! I cheated on you with my colleague and she is pregnant with my child. Happy?!” He revealed while flaring up.

Like a madman, he began spewing their secrets: "Nothing? Ashley, have you forgotten what you told me? You said Nick was a useless burden, that only with me could you truly be happy! You promised me to get rid of him with half of your assets after the IPO of the company!" "Shut your mouth!" Ashley’s eyes blazed with a fire. She whirled around, screaming at him, "You're nothing but my pet! One word from me, and I can have you buried!" The bar erupted. The livestream comments and hushed whispers exploded into a roaring inferno of contempt, threatening to consume Ashley entirely. [So the side piece beats up the husband and father-in-law, and she defends HIM? My mind is blown!] [Let me summarize:

Mother seduces son to get back at cheating husband. NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> Ellen and John, after being married 27 years, decided to get a trial separation. They agree to live apart for up to a year and then see how things look. John, claiming he was bored, especially in the bedroom had cheated on her. Ellen found this to be rich since as far as she was concerned, he put the B in boring. But the idiot just didn't cheat with anyone. He cheated instead with Ellen's own little sister of all people.

“Thank you, Master Chinedu, for breeding my wife’s worthless married pussy, my tiny 5-inch white dick could never satisfy her. I’m just a pathetic, locked cuck who fucks his own ass while cleaning real men.” Mark opened his mouth and took Chinedu’s massive, creamy cock deep, sucking sloppily while he rocked back and forth on the dildo. The wet sounds of him fucking his own ass mixed with the obscene sucking. The fluffy tail attachment bounced ridiculously with every thrust, making the guests howl with laughter. Chinedu slapped Mark’s face. “Deeper, bitch. Tell them how you stay denied.” Mark pulled off briefly, gasping, still riding the dildo faster. “I stay locked in chastity because I don’

“I called to ask if you want me to go through with this marriage or not! I’m getting married tomorrow, Isla. Just say the damn word and I’ll call it off.” I blinked. Oh? I glanced down at my screen. Auto-recording: on. Good. This would make a nice addition to my little collection of chaos. “No,” I said breezily. “Not interested.” “You were in love with me. How the hell did you just stop?” I chuckled. “Guess I never was. You were a rebound. And honestly? I was just pissed you cheated first. That’s all.” He growled on the other end. “What the fuck does that mean? You think any man would want you now that I’ve fucked you and you had a baby for me?!”

Maybe you should've shown restraint and saved her some face, even if she was acting a little too close to her assistant in front of all the media outlets. "Uncle Tristan," I cut him off. "Valerie marched into my event with her assistant wearing my watch, and publicly cheated on me. What do you think I should've done?" There was a dead silence on the other end of the line before Tristan said, "That's not what I meant—" "In that case, what did you mean then?" I pressed. "Should I have swallowed my pride and waited for them to drag me through the mud, then begged them to show me mercy?"