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He laughed humorlessly as I hear him walking towards me, he pulled me roughly to look at him, "Do you think you have choices to make? Love, No. Right? Wait, I will give you two option," He began, rubbing his hands together, " First, Get ready, Smile, marry me and be happy, or second, don't get ready, don't smile, don't marry me and stay unhappy when people around here will call you my whore, even tho if I don't touch you, then don't blame me. " "I don't care!" "Really? let's see then the right choice is yours make. " He utters softly, moving back as he called some maids, "Ladies, please, help her to get ready on time. "

I could see all his feelings there — love, guilt, lust, sadness. “Watch me while I fuck you,” he growled. “I want to see your face when you cum on your uncle’s cock.” His thrusts got harder. Our bodies slapped together. Sweat started covering us. “This tight pussy is going to miss me, isn’t it? Tell me how much you love getting fucked by family.”

Seeing that her words weren't working, Allison threw her arms around him. "You were my first love," she whispered. "The only man I've ever cared about. How could I ever forget you?" Her voice carried emotion, her tears welling so convincingly real that for a moment, doubt flickered in Graham's eyes. But the moment passed. With sudden force, he pushed her away, throwing her onto the sofa. "Enough. Stop acting." Panic flashed through Allison's eyes. She opened her mouth to explain, but Graham cut her off. "You know exactly what you did. Don't push me to burn the last shred of decency I have left for you."

"What, you can't admit what you did? Are you afraid Celeste will learn about your dirty little secrets? You should've known this day would come when you cheated on me!" I struggled against her, but my body was still weak after getting discharged from the hospital not long ago. Pain tore through me as my freshly healed wounds reopened. "Was my money not enough for you?" Beverly hissed. "Or was it just more exciting to flaunt your lover and use my credit card to fund your games? You're filthier than I ever imagined." Ashton chimed in anxiously after calming Celeste, "Ms. Mitchell, please, let's not escalate this further. The credit card has been frozen. Let's focus on resolving the matter at h

"Tell me more." "Even though we're married, it's a secret marriage, so not many people know. It's not surprising you don't believe me. I ran away because I cheated on Wayne. I'm pregnant with another man's child. How could he swallow that insult? That's why he's been looking for me everywhere..." Before Scarlett could finish her sentence, Jeff burst into laughter! The almighty Wayne, cuckolded? Without hesitation, Jeff gave Scarlett a thumbs-up. "Well done." At that moment, he felt a deep admiration for Scarlett.

"You know, Stephanie? It's funny, when you told me he was in love, I thought, 'Really, can a Greek statue feel anything?'" "That's not an exaggeration, Scarlett. Even with his refined looks and deep, captivating features, he's just a 'heartless machine,' a cold statue found anywhere in the library." When we decide to hate someone, we mock them, isn't it funny? "Anyway, I need to be at that party. I promised Brooklyn." "And Skyler, but I'd rather not mention his name." "Skyler." Stephanie repeated his name with a sarcastic tone. "When will he change, stop looking for girlfriends among cheerleaders? He must love their bitchy faces."

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He unleashed his torrent of cum into me as my body shook from my own orgasm. He rolled me off of him after he was done. I wasn’t his girlfriend. I was some slut that he and his buddies had just fucked. They left me there, my whole body sore and exhausted, drenched with sweat and cum still clinging to me. I could still feel his cock throbbing inside of me when I heard the front door open, then close. I could still taste the cum in my mouth. They fucked me. They used me. And I loved it. I felt dirty, I felt like a slut, I felt alive.

"I'm gonna cum! Keep doing it! Keep fucking my nasty slut cunt with your big fat raw cock! God, I love being a fucking slut! Your fucking slut! Fuck, I love you!" Bryce had expected his fourth orgasm to be long in coming--if it came at all--so he was pleasantly surprised when he felt that familiar tingle starting to build in his groin. The minor miracle was no doubt due to the added sensitivity--and intimacy--of fucking without a rubber, this new knob-rubbing, down-fucking position, and the filth spewing from his self-proclaimed slut girlfriend's mouth.

His face is a mess — tears, sweat, flushed skin, the expression of a man who has never been more aroused or more heartbroken in his life. He kneels beside the bed and his face is level with mine while Julian fucks my pussy and Trey fucks my ass. I grab his tie, pull him close and kiss him. I can taste his tears and the faint remains of another man’s cum from when they made him eat me out. “I love you,” I whisper against his mouth, and Julian thrusts deep and I gasp and Trey slams into my ass and I moan. The words “I love you” dissolve into sounds of pure pleasure that have nothing to do with my husband and everything to do with the two men inside me.