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Her hair was messy, lips swollen, and she didn’t even bother to hide the marks on her neck. She smiled at me. Not apologetic. Not guilty. Smug. “Hey, Lyara,” Lila said sweetly. “Surprise.” My vision went white at the edges. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. The kitchen suddenly felt too small, too hot. “You’ve been sleeping with my husband?” The words tasted like acid. Lila shrugged. “It just happened. We have chemistry. You and Adrian… you don’t.” She glanced at Adrian. “Right, baby?”

, he says with a sad pout but his eyes held mischief. She clenches her jaw and hovers on him this time taking him fully surprised. "My dear husband, it was you who seduced me for a kiss. So, now don't play all innocent at all! Anyways I know you were dying for it from long ago", she says with a smirk and he gasps in amaze. "Hmmm.... feisty!", he replies as if more in a complimenting way. "I'm everything which you can't even imagine, dear husband. Feisty, fierce, submissive, dominant, caring, loving and lot more which you'll slowly get to know", she says and gets down of him and bed.

"Your wife becoming your sex slave, do you expect this to become permanent or is this a temporary thing?" "I doubt it will become permanent. She likes to read erotic books and I offered to allow her to experience the things she reads about in her books for three weeks to see if the reality was similar to her imagination." "What kinds of books?" "Reverse harem, women captured and sold as slaves, that kind of thing." "She's aroused by these?" "Yes, it's why I've offered her the experience."

She trails kisses on my chest as she pulls my upper clothes off, “I know that you’ve missed me so much. Let me show you how much I had missed you.” She kisses my lips, I feel reluctant to open up. She nudges my lips until I give in, then the door barges open and the strong scent of Cora hits my nose. “You forgot your handkerchief…” she pauses while Erika and I pull away from each other. “Who the hell are you?” Erika asks her. Cora looks at me with a blank expression on her face. “She’s my wife,” I reply. A satisfied smile creeps on Cora’s lips probably because I defended her.

“It is almost as if you have done this before.” Erin giggled when she thought of all the naughty things she had done in her future life that would make her present husband blush with embarrassment. “Would it make you more comfortable if I pretended to be shy?” “No, never. I prefer you this way; confident, bold, and imaginative. No other female has ever made me this… eager.” “And no other female should. You are mine now and I will not share you with anyone else.” He grinned and kissed her deeply. “Who would have thought that my fire-breathing wife is a jealous she-wolf too?”

"So... you like erotic stories, don't you, my son?" He attempted to speak, but I interrupted his stammer, reaching down to place my finger to his lips, my big tits just inches above him, my slightly wet pussy directly in front of him in plain sight. "And you particularly like erotic stories about sons and mommies, don't you, my son?" My hand reached down and wrapped gently around his, as expected, erect and ready-to-burst cock.

I need blood straight from the vein—stronger and tastier. “I see you’re famished. Still haven’t tasted your ‘wife’s’ blood,” he teases, irritating me more. “Don’t meddle in my life, Adrian. I’m holding back from killing you. From now on, I don’t want you near my wife, my female. If I see or hear you dared taste her blood again… It’ll be the last time.” “Stop it, Eros. The jealous husband doesn’t suit you. How many of us have shared females? It’s normal for our race to share what’s ours.” My canines emerge in rage.

She bit her lip, shuddering when she felt her husband rove his hands on her body, settling on her upper thigh, caressing it softly. Vikram nuzzled his wife's breasts, biting the inside of it softly,as he sucked on the skin. Keerthi moaned, wrapping her arms around her husband's neck tightly, shivering from the erotic rubbing of each other's naked skin. Vikram boldly held his wife's hand, bringing it down his chest, to his pubic hair,to his erect member, hoping his wife didn't get too uncomfortable. He almost jumped in relief when his wife only held him tighter,stroking him gently,long after he removed his hand. He dug his face into his wife's neck,sucking on her skin as she pumped him.

Eric moved her into the lift once it arrived. Once the doors shut, enclosing them in on their own. She turned to face him, stepping up to him so only an inch separated their bodies. Locking her gaze onto his, her fingers curled into the lapels of his dark grey suit jacket. Anchoring herself to him as his hands once more moved to her waist. Her heart pounding, a wild tempo in her chest. It wasn’t just the encounter with Eva. It was him and their need for each other. Going up on her toes, she said in his ear. “Only when you want to be kinky is someone allowed to hit your wife in a very naughty way? Namely, you.” She let her breath skim across his ear.

"Why are you telling me that? Isn't it instead of reminding me those words you should tell your husband to be loyal to you?" I controlled my breathing. This woman is really trying me. "Stay away from Theron. He has a wife! He has a wife!" "Really? You know what, wife of Theron, you are the one who is silly here! You know why? Your husband might find it boring to be with you. That's why he always comes to other women because he enjoys other pussies than yours!" I gave her face two swift and hard slaps. I just can't say other words to her because she seems right.