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Fuck, how could pussy be this good? Her hand moved to my ass, and she dragged me deep into her. “Hades…” Like we were back in time, two lovers that couldn’t keep their hands off each other, we ground and moaned together, unable to get enough. She wanted me more than any other man, let me come inside her because I was the only one worthy of having the honor. I pressed my forehead to hers and kept fucking. “Wife.” 7 Sofia Hades wasn’t kidding about his demands.

Authur smirked harder at him teasing him, he only wants to give him Avery so he would leave, but with the look on Eric's face, he wouldn't mind teasing him a little more. “I must say your wife is good-looking and beautiful. I never expected less from you.” He said licking his lips, eyes shining with mischief. Eric smirked and raked his hand along his hair. “Where is my wife!?” Eric asked this time every emotion leaving his face replaced with rage.

It took every bit of my strength and will to fight back my urges, for the sake of my wife, yet as time gradually passed with that woman in sight, my will slowly failed me. I love Lia. I do…but after months of getting entangled with that woman named Eridessa Joseph, I kept getting enthralled by her charms. Her beauty….Her guts…Like an addiction. One time, it was a mistake…the second time around, I'm no longer sure if it was…the same as the other times that followed. That woman was ready to take me in. Wherever and whenever I wanted to. She was wild and interesting, unlike…Lia… I love my wife but I admit, I have my fantasies in bed that she couldn't fulfill…she's innocent, after all…

Today this man have become her husband. Eric kissed her passionately in front of the peach blossom tree. "Now you choose. Should I f*ck you here or the house?" He kissed her again. "Mmmph. Mmmph. Eric, slow down." Eric was taking off her clothes already. "Eric, please. You're scaring and exciting me with this eagerness of yours." "Ruby. You're my wife now. Why wouldn't I be excited?" "Ahh. Eric. Right there. Kissed me right there."

"I deliberately let him see the message you sent me. I even drugged the stew. There's no way he won't come here." "You're still so pure, Winona. This only proves that not only is your husband bad in bed, but he's also an absolutely useless loser. I'll have to properly punish you. After all, you guessed wrong." After saying that, the man slid his hands up and down Winona's body as she heavily leaned into his arms, moaning the entire time. "You're so annoying, Harold. Remember to turn off the camera by the bed. I don't want to be filmed."

Toying with a dagger out of nowhere, Lynne said offhandedly, “Ray, she’s a cheater. Sheh did you dirty. Should I carve her for you? Krystal’s knees buckled, and she knelt before me. “Ray, we’ve been married for seven years. Think of what we once meant to each other…” I kicked her down. “Don’t talk to me about feelings. Seven years of marriage, yet you stood by as your father struck me, and your lover humiliated me.” She hung her head low in shame. “Ray, I made a mistake. I wanted a child so badly that I believed his lies. It won’t happen again… “Ray, the family legacy rests on my shoulders. I needed an heir. Surely, you can see where I’m coming from.”

I pull her back and want to fuck her so badly, but she puts her hands on my chest, shoving me away. "I want to taste it," she says, staring into my eyes. "Please, Eros." "Anything for my wife." She sucks me again, going in a frenzy. I groan, letting myself get lost in the moment, in my beautiful wife taking my cock in her mouth, in my filthy, lovely wife sucking me off, spit rolling from her mouth to my tip as she stares into my eyes. "Come on my tongue," she whispers. "Come for me, Eros. I want it."

Seeing she was interested, Antonio told her some of the intimate things the woman in submission could be forced to do. Then he said wistfully. "All the husbands claim there's no arousal like the one you get from watching your own wife in an erotic feminine confrontation with another woman." Smiling hopefully, he said. "It's very secretive, intimate and private. No outsiders are ever allowed. It's just what it's meant to be—a little intimate secret erotic club. "Honey... ," Molly said, smiling up into his handsome face. "I have a little secret to confide to you also," She giggled, "it's kind of embarrassing."

She answered, biting down her lip. The woman’s eyes lit up even further, “Oh really? I do too.” Then she paused, a short laughter leaving her mouth as she pointed to her stomach, “At least I used to before this happened, but it feels so good to finally meet a ‘Billy-Wife’ whose job isn’t a model, actress or luxury brand owner.” “Billy-wife?” Katelyn’s brown knitted in confusion. “Billionaire wife.” Mr Ericson answered for her, gazing down at his wife with unbridled affection, “That’s just what my wife calls them for short.”

As a warning look, she answered quickly and helped her sister who was in a coma to leave. "Wife, have you seen enough?" Why did he smell sour vinegar? "Hey, I'm just happy when I get cured for the first time. You've thought about it a lot." Eric said funny. "Wife, let's go home." "Again, Can you not call me wife, okay?" "You're my wife." “Okay, okay, I'm your wife. Hurry back, how many have you hunted already."