Esposa Nalgona Novels & Stories

It's time to drop the mask. " I am Nora. I am not Nisha!" Her voice screeched like that of a siren. " Quit the pretense, I already know the truth." I said with a gentle voice and she shook her head. " You know the lies." She gritted. " I'm Nora, Louis. The mate you fucked and rejected on our first night together. The mate you went after, pleading for forgiveness. The mate that had your child in her womb and lied to you about the child's paternity. The mate that you risked your life for. I am that mate Louis! "

The scandal was everywhere. ALEJANDRO FAVINO SECRET BABY - MYSTERY WOMAN EIGHT WEEKS PREGNANT The ultrasound photo was right there on her screen. Clear as day. Eight weeks. Marisa’s hand shook as she scrolled through the article. Her son. Her only son. Creating a bastard child with some woman who wasn’t his wife. The shame of it. The absolute disgrace. She heard footsteps in the hallway and looked up to see Doña Isabella, Alejandro’s grandmother, walking into the breakfast room with her cane.

she shouted over the music, laughing as people cheered and danced around us. She leaned closer, guiding me toward a group of women. “That’s Lina, Sofia, and Diana,” she said, pointing to each of them in turn. They all looked effortlessly elegant, glowing with confidence, and very expensive. “Ladies, this is Alora,” Cheska added with a sly smile. “Rome’s wife.” "Oh! So it's true then,” Lina shockingly muttered. “He's already married?" "Sweet and innocent is really his type. Nice to meet you, Alora." Diana smiled.

“AHHH!!…you’re so tight!…Too fucking tight!…WIFE!!….AHHHH!!!!…..…Hah!……shit!…I’m Cumming!!!….…” “OOouuu~….ahahahahaha~…AAHHHHHNNNN~~!!!!….released it in my womb!!…..Ahhhh~…it’s hot!…hehehe~….my husband~…just marked my womb as his~…ahhhh~…”.(Angela)

"Yes! How is that possible? If it's true that sajangnim marries an old woman that means he loves her, after all, how could that girl be his lover, I really don't agree?" "Who are you calling disagree?" someone's voice made the three nurses look up at Wilona who was now standing in front of the receptionist's desk making their eyes widen at Wilona who looked at her cold and piercing. "Ahh.. you're right, Max was married a week ago with a woman who was far adrift even you could say the same age as your mother" replied Wilona while smiling sweetly at them "And me? Yes, you are also right. I am Maxime Alatas' mistress, so why?" Wilona's words this time made their eyes round at the same time and

Dropping her cell phone on the sofa seat and throwing her head back, Giovana could hardly believe what she will read in the newspapers. Her face was stamped on various social media profiles as the former wife of billionaire Antony. Many of them gestured a betrayal on her part. That made Giovana’s blood boil.

Melissa scoffed. "I'm 38," the Luna answered. "See, you still have plenty of fire in you. I'm 45, way older than you, and I'm still getting it in,” she winked. "I'm literally standing right here," Nigel announced himself. "Don't forget me," Miranda huffed. She couldn't believe Alpha Nolan was depriving his wife of sexual pleasures. Her hatred for the man grew even more.

As the daughter of the biggest shareholder, she felt an obligation to call out this imposter. “We’ve met before,” Amaya stated, rising to her feet. The table went silent; all eyes were now on Amaya. “At a business luncheon? About a year ago?” “I’m sorry, I don’t recall,” Amelia said, wary of this woman. “Amaya Fest. And you’re Gabriel Stormfang’s wife? If memory serves me right?”

Capri, guest house at Villa Tiberium Alina has been going to a psychologist for a week already, which Senor Maggi found for her. She chose the one who was closest in terms of parameters, which Veronica advised. And she didn't guess right. Senor Longo turned out to be an excellent specialist and a pleasant man closer to fifty. And the most interesting thing is that he had a werewolf wife and children too, his wife's blood turned out to be stronger. So they had a lot to talk about. She did not go to him every day, but a couple of times a week, but even these sessions brought her psychological relief and simply gave her an abyss of information for raising and understanding her daughter.

Georgina took a deep breath, “For heaven's sake, he is married. He has to go after his wif–” “Shut the fuck up Georgina. Shut up!” Natalia yelled, making Georgina jerk forward, the word ‘Wife’ piercing right into her heart. No other can be his wife except her. She was his. Romero shook his head, “I don't care, Natalia.” He said plainly as he stared at her from her head to her feet with pure disgust. “What!” Elizabeth and Wilson chorused. Natalia took a step back, did she just hear right? Even with a gun on her head.