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“You… how do you—?” “Sweetheart, your browser history ain’t exactly private when you use the WiFi,” he smirked. “You like that shit, don’t you? White wife… Black bulls.” Hallie swallowed, cheeks burning. “It’s just a fantasy.” His grin deepened. “Doesn’t feel like just a fantasy when you’re creaming all over my cock.” He leaned closer, his voice a whisper now. “You ever had two of them at once?” Her breath hitched.

My wife's dirty fantasy (9) What the fuck was I watching? My gorgeous, filthy, and perfect wife was moaning and shaking, her whole body caught in the grip of an orgasm while riding another man's cock. She wasn't just enjoying it, but she was soaking him. Her thighs trembled, her toes curled, and her mouth hung open as she came hard. And I couldn’t look away. Hell, I didn’t want to.

A tear brimmed at the corner of her eyes, and age read the caption Sophia had used in posting the video. “And yes! She is nothing but a slut! A gold digger! A whore! A woman with no dignity! A cheat AI, many more! Low class! She cheated on her darling husband, and now he has chosen me over her because she stinks! Watch as she kisses another man.” This was Sophia’s own caption; hers was always so filled with lies. “Don't shed tears for those bitches, girl! What the heck! Are you going to let them post lies, huh? "I've got your back, baby girl.” Cassandra said and squeezed GRACE’s hands, trying to comfort her as a best friend that she is.

My hips rolled forward, chasing my own fingers. In the fantasy, he leaned in closer. I could almost feel his hot breath on my throbbing clit. “Such a needy little slut,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust. “Your husband doesn’t fuck you like this, does he? Doesn’t make this tight pussy drip the way I can.” Then he blew a slow, hot stream of air right on my swollen clit. “Ahh! Yes…” I moaned loudly in the shower, the sound echoing off the tiles.

The video zoomed in dramatically before transitioning into some stupid edited animation with flashing pink text splattered across the screen. SLUT PRINCESS. Another caption appeared underneath. IS THE NEW GIRL ALREADY HOOKING UP WITH ADDICTS IN THE BOYS’ BATHROOM? Dwayne's an addict?. The comments blurred together beneath it. ‘Knew she was easy.’ ‘Slut princess is wild.’ ‘Dwayne and her? Gross’ ‘She’s literally been here for five minutes.’ Heat rushed to my face so violently it burned. “Oh my God…” I barely recognized my own voice.

"You'll always be mine." Maybe I could just put in the tip? Chiara moves again, and this time, she rubs herself on my hard cock. With a curse, I ease myself into her, letting out a groan as her sweet, tight, hotness sheathed me. Chiara releases a soft moan, as if encouraging me, and I turn us over, pinning her underneath me. Her eyes are still closed, but her eye lids are shaky, as if she's trying to wake up from a dream or trying to convince herself that what she is feeling is a dream.

“David is already married.” Lizzy’s smile widened. “Then he should divorce his stupid, useless wife and marry me. Or else…” She paused dramatically, looking around the room as though savoring the moment. “I’ll post everything online. *David Copperfield got me pregnant and is now denying it.*” I saw Bella’s expression shift, her shock giving way to something sharper. Before I could react, she strode across the room and slapped Lizzy hard across the face. The sound echoed like a gunshot.

She walk close and wrapped her arm around his torso. "So hubby, which would you like to be your first child?" She whispered. "I'd love it to be a girl. She should look exactly like you" He whispered back. "Hm, I'd love to see little Dom around the house. With his cold attitude like his father and silver eyes that is so captivating" she said. "I love you Dom" "I love your more wife" He said. "It's time to act crazy. Susan seems to be a very good opponent. I'd love to teach her a lesson" Chantel chuckled.

He can see her beautiful pointed virgin breasts and her tiny waist giving her the shape of an African goddess. “Nathan! Hello..” Angela waves at Nathan trying to make him zoom out of wherever he’s lost in. “Hey! sorry, you’re done? Umm…can I get you a glass of wine?” “Yes thank you.” “Viper, this is my wife Angela.” “Angy, Viper one of my boys.” “Nice meeting you Mrs. Williams Always at your service.” “Thank you.” [smiles and sit down next to Nathan] “Sir you have a beautiful wife.” [Viper can’t stop staring at Angela.

Madison would stay out of my way and would say few words whenever I tried to have a conversation with her. I sighed and got distracted by the beautiful picture I created. I immediately turned it to my phone’s wallpaper. I posted it on social media with the caption, “Best husband ever😍. #datenight #inlove”, and tagged Damien too. I was too excited to notice I had more than a hundred notifications and tags. Damien’s phone beeped immediately he walked out and he stared at me with a smile. “You are the best wife”, he blew me a kiss.