Husband Spanked By Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

My wife is a freak, she loved my dirty talks and it’s about to make me implode inside of her. On my way to this safehouse I had just one intention spanking and punishing her for the stupid stunt she pulled by running off, she should know better than to try and run from me. A pakhan like me knows where to find just about anybody. Let alone my runaway new bride! I hadn't intended to claim her but fuck I couldn't hold back and now I was about the blow my shit out like a teenage boy who just fucked his first girl. Wrapping my arms around her, I pull us away from the wall. Still inside her, with her body tight against mine, her legs around my waist, I can feel every shudder, every tensing muscle.

As my pussy collided with my husband's sac, I struck a hand against Trisha's cheek, making her moan softly. She glanced over her shoulders, “Do it again. I need it please,” she pleaded and I swung my hand against her cheek again, gasping at the thick crown pushing and pulling out of me. My husband took the cue and started spanking me as well, making my core clenched tighter around him and the feeling of his veiny cock finding way through my tight core at every thrust made me groan in pleasure. “Let me feel Trisha's cunt on my cock, babe, come sit on my face,” My husband said and we swiftly made the exchange.

It took him some seconds to process that Mark had carried him on his shoulder. “You, what are you doing?” Angelo began to; struggle because of the awkward position that; he was forced into- by Mark. “Put me down.” “No can do and please stop struggling,” Mark then spank the buttocks of his wife. “You pervert!” Angelo shouted as Mark had spanked him on his buttocks. “How dare you touch my butt. I’m going to sue you!” Mark then slapped the buttocks of his wife another time, “I told you to stop struggling. A wife that is disobedient needs to be punished.”

The two of them continues to laugh, leaving me in to try and breathe properly even though my patience has reached its limit. ''Imagine her screaming my name as I fuck her deep and hard or how she would cry out for me to go faster and faster just so that she can feel the fucking pleasure,'' He continues as he leans closer and closer towards my face. ''Then, I'd shove her face down onto the fucking bed just to spank her hard so that she wouldn't be able to sit properly the next day. Man, your wife is giving me all these fucking urges.'' He chuckles. Just like that, my patience has somehow gone off the roof as I push myself away from the man's grasps before punching straight onto his face; cont

Steve's voice cut through her thoughts and he rose to leave, Emily blinked, momentarily startled by his sudden departure. Emily was looking at the couple who seems to be so happy, with a young one who is running around them. But the husband who seems to be good husband till now, a perfect happy family with so much love and care until he delivered a slap to his wife's cheek, the sound echoing through the air, leaving Emily stunned and speechless. She looked down, tears welling in her eyes as she stifled her sobs, the pain evident in her silent anguish. Despite the public humiliation, she made no attempt to confront her husband, instead choosing to retreat into herself, as if pretending that n

Again he could hear that hint of a barely there laugh. Cedric tugged her body over his and cupped her bottom, clenching one cheek. "If we're speaking of punishments, my lovely wife, then I'll be happy to dole out spankings when required." He swatted her bottom and he knew by the hiss that escaped her that there would be a fresh pool of heat between her legs. "How dare you!" she chastised, but he lifted her hips up and impaled her on his newly hardened erection.

Damn, she thought as she reached for her husband who was studying a file, and glanced at her with a frown. “Tristan, I think I messed up, ‘she sighed as she crawled across and climbed onto his lap, tugging off her nightdress as she saw the impatience in her lover’s eyes at having been kept waiting before his head swooped down to kiss her in a commanding manner. ‘Baby, I think a spanking is in order then,’ said Tristan in a silky voice as he pushed her onto the bed and stood up, stroking his large c*ck in anticipation of the punishment he was about to administer to his wife’s pale a*s.

“You’re not alone. You never were. But if you keep pretending, you’ll drown before anyone can reach you.” Celina swallowed hard. For the first time in weeks, she felt something crack. “No, I did,” her father cut in, stepping forward. His voice was harder, older, filled with barely contained anger. “We heard from your cousin. Word’s spreading. This man you married—he has another wife? Another life?” Celina finally turned to face them, her eyes red but defiant. “I didn’t know.” “That’s not the point!” her father snapped, the sharp crack of his palm hitting the dining table reverberating through the room like a gunshot. The plates rattled, and so did Celina’s resolve.

I could feel the bulge beneath my ribs growing with every smack he gave me. “What the hell is wrong with you?” standing up. My ass stings, and I’m sure it’s as red as a tomato. I stared at my husband. I was angry that he was spanking me. I wanted to show him I was annoyed with the spanking, but fuck, the man looks like he just stepped out of a magazine with his thick black hair that falls in his eyes, abs that make me want to run my fingers down, and those V muscles that lead to something I desperately want to feel inside me. Just looking at him makes me wet. Unknowingly, to me instead of fighting him for spanking me.

The muscle in his cheek ticked and I watched him turn back to me, his eyes as black as the darkest pit When he spoke, his voice was quiet, soft even, opposite to what I knew he was feeling right now “You slapped me because of that motherfucker?” “You insulted my marriage and my husband” I seethed “Nobody insults my husband” His hand shot out and grabbed my nape, hauling me closer to him, his heat washed over me and I clamped down on the shiver racing up my spine His voice, hot and vicious was at my ear “But I’m your husband too, I’m still your husband”