Novel & Cerita Hotwife

I have been working on creating a hot wife website to make lots of money from p**n. I also have two beautiful sisters, Myra and Cameron. Myra just turned twenty and Cameron is eighteen and will graduate high school this year. Myra is in college. She has developed into a very voluptuous young woman and Cameron is quickly getting there. Myra is more outgoing than Cameron. When Myra is home, I lustfully look at her and think whoever is fucking my sister is damn lucky. I know I shouldn't think this way, but I know I would bang Myra if I had the chance. Cameron is more the inward type but very developing into a beautiful woman. She won't go out dressed like this but at home she wears tight short

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A slow, condescending smile curved her lips as she looked down at me, her eyes dripping with sheer contempt. "You really believe you're playing the devoted mother now, don't you, Abigail?" Vienna purred, her voice dropping into a dangerous, weaponized whisper. "It’s tragic, really. You wake up with a blank brain, put on a sweet little smile, and pretend the last ten years never happened." "I am her mother," I declared fiercely, holding my ground. "And I am Liam's wife." Vienna let out a sharp, mocking laugh that echoed off the high ceilings. "Wife? You are a temporary glitch in the system, Abigail. A broken woman living on borrowed time. You need to step back and stay away from Liam before y

She couldn't speak. Nathan continued. “But there's a condition.” Sophia's heart pounded harder. “What condition?” There was a brief silence. Then Nathan said the words that would change Sophia's life forever. “Damien wants you to become his wife.”

It cares about public degradation. On Friday morning, I am going to march into that courthouse and show my runaway wife exactly what happens when she tries to burn down my kingdom to build a life with a laborer. I will take her career, her status, and whatever dignity she thinks she has left, and I will leave her with absolutely nothing. _____

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I opened it and saw the famous video of me holding my wallet out and then getting upset that the officer did not know who I was. “It's the girl I was with.” I said. “What?” “She took this video. The angle it was taken...” I placed my phone facing down and cussed inwardly. “Bloody gold digger.” “What do you expect, if every weekend it's a different girl you're with?” He asked me. “Don't you know that all they want to do is suck you dry? Take anything they can from you? They don't care about your reputation or the company.” “I know.”

This woman was giving me everything I needed on a silver platter. “Oh would you shut up you whore?” Apophis finally spoke up. “You have never been my wife, we were never married. Your name was never put in the house registry and you could never compare to the woman Vyara is. So why don’t you shut up as there is nothing for you to put in your mouth right now, and nothing needs to come out of it.”

She's beautiful. "Are you talking to me?" I ask her. "Yeah, I see the way you've been looking at her. I know that look. Do you like her?" I laugh and rub my neck nervously, a little embarrassed. "Well... Funny thing is she's my wife." "Oh." She says a bit surprised. "Your wife?" "Yeah. I think she's trying to make me jealous on purpose, I don't know, I just don't understand." "Oh, it's that kind of night. I totally understand. You see that man over there?" She says, pointing up to a man sitting in the VIP section, surrounded by three girls. I look up and see the man. He looks expensive.

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