Novel & Cerita Husband Spanked By Wife

I sucked on her tits while railing her, leaving marks on her soft skin. “Does your husband fuck you like this?” I growled, thrusting harder. “Does he make you scream?” “Nooo… ahhh… he’s too gentle… too boring,” she cried out, her pussy clenching around me. “Your cock is so much bigger… it’s filling me so deep!” I flipped her onto all fours and took her from behind, spanking her ass red while pounding her. Sophia pushed back against me, moaning like a whore. “Harder, Ethan! Fuck my married pussy harder!”

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.

She threw herself at him, hysterical, hitting him with fury and pain. He held her arms and looked at her sadly. “Jimena…” His eyes filled with tears, but they didn’t fall. “I couldn’t help it, I’m very attracted to her, I’m sorry.” Jimena breathed with difficulty; hearing those words from her husband’s mouth was excruciating. She released his hand and slapped him with all her rage, then curled up on the bed, sobbing with all her might.

He hits firmly and precisely, without using full force, making the skin redden and sting. "Tell me what you did wrong," he asks in an authoritative voice. He spanks me again. I groan. "I should have told you what was going on." "Why should you tell me?" he asks. Another spank. "Because you're my husband," I answer between moans. "And we have no secrets." "Good," he says. Only then he stops spanking me. His hand slips between my buttocks. His fingers slip between my legs and soon discover my wetness.

I whimpered, my eyes going wide knowing this was insane. Fucking insane. How the hell am I supposed to go back to that party like this—clothes ruined, body burning—and why the fuck did I love the sound of it tearing? "I asked a fucking question. Does your husband spank you like this?" Another spank. My eyes rolled deep into my head. "No...fuck no, he doesn't...he fucking..." The rest of my words died in my throat as he pulled my leg apart and two thick fingers shoved into me—deep, hard, like he didn’t believe in gentleness.

At that point, I had finally taken everything that a woman could take without going insane and I turned over to her rushing like a wild dog then my hand moved like a bolt of lightning and I landed a slap on her face straight down on her cheek and sent her staggering backward away from her pottage of abomination. "You slapped me?!" She yelled at me and she raised her hand about to retaliate when suddenly she dropped it and she began to cry like a baby and I soon realized the reason for this when I turned around and saw that my husband was coming down from the stairs and entering the kitchen when he heard her crying like a broken blender he looked at me and asked me what happened and before I

I stated the obvious "You are not allowed to forget that you are my wife, even when you are unconscious. The only name that you are going to moan, day and night is only mine." He grabbed my butt with his large palm as if he owned it. "I will take care of that from now on, but for now, let me go, please." I wanted to get free from this grip as soon as possible because the thing he was doing was painful and humiliating at the same time. I am not a kid; he would spank me. When I thought that he would Now listen to me, I heard him clicking his tongue against his cheek. "I can't let this thing go unpunished!"

I cupped her cheek in one hand and finally gave in to the urge to wrap her long hair around my other, tilting her head back for a kiss. “Are you going to behave?” I said some moments later. “No fucking way.” At that response, I threw her over my shoulder and carried her to the bed. She squealed in surprise, and then when I tossed her onto the bed and pulled her nightgown up to spank her, she squealed again. “You’re in a mood!” She squeaked-giggled when I spanked the other cheek. “I’m showing my wife that she needs to submit to her husband.”

I was once again scared, lying down in such a vulnerable position. “Each one of you are allowed to spank her for her disobedience. Five times. I don’t think my wife could take much more than that,” He said it with a caress and a squeeze of my arse that made me stiffen and clamp my legs together despite the anxiety building up inside my chest. “And once you are done, you’ll leave.” Another caress on my arched flesh, as he added, “I’ll go first as my right as her husband.”

“I am his wife you fucker “, I took fistful of her hairs and shoved her down off him. I bent down yanking her hand around her back and punched her in the ribs. “How dare you even think to touch my husband , who the fuck are you tell me ..? Who sent you here to spoil his life ?? Come on spill bitch “, I slapped her many times but she didn’t open her lips. She was calmly bearing the pain but not willing to open her mouth. I pushed her to the wall and held her neck tightly. “See you don’t know what I am capable of when it comes to my love ..just spill it already otherwise I will skin you alive “, I roared on her face.