Hot Wife Ugly Husband の小説・ストーリー

But a faggot is always a faggot, because with even stroking his dick, he was already cumming like a broken faucet as he watched his wife being used properly in a way he could never do it. "Harder daddy, fuck your married little slut, ruin my married pussy!" Cindy begged, pushing back against him. Chinedu spanked her ass hard, leaving red handprints. "Of course i will do that, my married whore. Now tell me slut, between me and your faggot husband who is much better I running your slutty hole." "You daddy you are so much better.” Cindy moaned. “His little dick never hits my spots like this. I'm going to cum already fuck me daddy." She moaned harder and louder.

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”

“Maya Delaney-Steele is still my wife. I haven’t signed those divorce papers yet. She still carries my name, she will always belong to me.” The words hit me like a slap. My stomach twisted. I felt heat rush to my face, the only thought crossing my mind was leaving a red mark across his face. A slap so hard that his classist of a mother would hear. My wrist throbbed where he had held it too tightly. I rubbed the sore spot, trying to shake off the pain, but the anger inside me burned hotter with the eyes of the onlookers settling on us. This was the worst place to create such a scene! What would the investors think when they see this?

"My dear wife, I'm wrong. I am worse than an animal. I am obsessed with sex. I'm sorry. I'm sorry—" He tried to explain himself. "Actually, I didn't do anything to her. I was just interrogating her." He had yet to take off his clothes or touch Debra; he could definitely lie through it! "Did you say you were interrogating her?" Yumi chuckled; she could not believe her ears. "Then what's with the food and wine? You've drugged her, haven't you?" Yumi knew her husband well. He was extremely lustful, and she could tell that he was lying at a glance.

He says he is soft-spoken for the size of him. “Back up. You and our woman have been in a sex club for three fucking days? Is that right?” I feel my rage building. If she is to go to a sex club, it should be with me and Dylan. Not a bunch of Russian bears. “Are you hard of hearing? That is what I said. Besides, I don’t find her attractive and I’m sure my husband would castrate me if I touched her or anyone else in that kind of manner.” He says chuckling it should calm me, but it doesn’t. Now he is saying she is ugly. I’m angry again.

He slammed her even harder, and she responded to his increased pace by asking him, "You like watching your hot-wife get her pussy pounded by a strange cock? Does that turn you on, baby?" "Holy shit! I'm gonna cum, babe!" he growled in reply. "You make me so fucking hot!" "In my face, Harry!" she shouted at him. "I want my hubby to watch you splatter my face with your hot cum! Jerk off your fat cock right in my face!" Bob pulled his dick out of Jill's pussy, and began to jerk it off as Jill quickly slid down the bed, and off onto the floor, so that she was sitting on the floor with her face inches from her husband's flying fist.

Hazel told biting her lower lip with sparkle in her eyes. “Oh wow! Really? Gosh aren’t you 17 or 18?” Faith asked in confusion. “18. What can I say! Mad in love and then married.” Hazel lied swiftly. “Wow....that’s a little too cliché and soo damn romantic!” She said with wide eyes. “Is your husband hot? Show me his picture.” This made Hazel wonder. Hot? He is the perfection of sexiness. “He is very hot! Make me clench my legs whenever we are alone!” Hazel told her with a smirk and knowing look.

The idea was so fucking hot and demented that I almost blew my load into her but I slowed down, dragging my cock at a torturous pace before feeding her every inch again. "Your husband could walk through that door right now and see me pounding this tight pussy against our kitchen counter... Would he finally realize what a dirty little slut his wife is?" I reached around and slapped her ass hard while continuing my brutal thrusts. "...Would he like seeing me breed his wife?”

“Then shut up, and let’s go f**k, I need to cool down a bit because my husband is having an affair, when I am done cooling down, I will get rid of that bitch for good.” TBC

Leaving me alone with this sexy young stranger, naked, in my bed, riding my cock. In the meantime, I pulled Andrea down to my chest, pulling her arms behind her back, crossing her wrists and holding them in mine. With my other hand I reached for her chin and lifted her face up to look at me. "Stop it!" I hissed, squeezing her chin hard, bringing more tears to her eyes. "Just stop it." I held her close while I nudged my cock in and out of her, her tightness driving me crazy. "I don't fuck ugly fat girls," I told her. "I don't have to. Look at my wife. That's what I get to come home to, and she'll do anything I want. Do you understand me?"