Master Lis Pampered Wife Novels & Stories

My Boss’s wife is standing here practically naked in his office, dripping for my cock like a desperate slut. “You really came,” I growled, stepping up close so I could smell the sweet musk of her wet cunt already mixing with her perfume. “Your husband’s out of town and you show up here dressed like a cheap whore ready to get bent over his desk. You want this badly, don’t you Victoria?” She bit her lip and reached down to rub her pussy through the soaked lace, her fingers making wet little sounds as she spread her legs a bit wider. “God yes I want it, Liam. I’ve been fingering my married cunt every night thinking about your young thick cock splitting me open.”

She'd have been having triplets after that barrage, no doubt. The mother and wife rolled onto her side. Her little breasts barely hung down. She, her husband, and their youngest daughter were all still completely naked. Lying splayed across the campsite like spent shotgun shells. Pamela looked over at Dominic. His penis lay flaccid on his leg. Another monster slain, Pamela thought with a smile. Her husband's body was still muscular in his advancing age and the silver on his chest only made him seem more refined. Pamela could see why her daughter had...

"It's Mr. Lennon. Why are you calling him Peter? Aren't you afraid he and his wife might sew your mouth shut?" Linda raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Peter's married?" "He's not only married—he has a child. So, stop dreaming, little girl." Jeremy cast her a side glance. "Hey, where are you looking?!" Linda quickly crossed her arms over her chest. "Listen, I may be flat as a board, but I'm still a woman, okay!" "Correction—you're just a girl." Jeremy did not bother arguing further. "Now, move." Linda trailed behind Jeremy, her lips moving as she muttered under her breath. However, Jeremy had no interest in finding out what she was saying.

Her fingers shook as she picked it up. She'd always known the passcode. Never used it—until now. On his chat app, she opened a group thread with his buddies: [Jared, 1000 days of celibacy today, right? You have to come out and celebrate!] [No way. Three years married and still no action?] [Lucia might be a bumpkin, but with that face and body? You've seriously held back?] [Obviously. He made that vow to Alice—stay pure for her. Jared's never broken a promise to Alice.]

“I know I was wrong, but I only did those things because I loved you too much… You were always so busy and never had time for me. I felt so lonely…” She blamed everything on insecurity, on wanting attention, and on wanting love. Daniel quickly forced a smile and looked at me in a flattering way. “Yes, yes, it was all just an act. We only wanted to demonstrate how important she is to you. I know those things made you angry, but we were trying to protect your marriage! Sam, you’re a good man. Please don’t hold this against us.” His fake smile and fawning tone made him look like a clown. When he saw that my expression did not change, he hurriedly gave Rachel a look and whispered, “Rachel, partn

"You already had a husband. Why have a kid with me?" Her hand paused. Then she gave a small, careless smile. "I told you. Marrying him was for a stupid promise. Elliot, you're the one I love. I gave you the child you wanted. Isn't that enough?" She looked at me like she expected me to agree. Like I should be grateful. Everything I had been holding onto gave way. Just hours ago, I sat in that office and answered every question the therapist asked, leaning on rehearsed answers, forcing down the urge to end it.

Sally Pamela was a skinny big-eyed lady, short with very slim legs, short brown hair and a face that looked like a flattened O. Her skin colour was dark brown, and her big brown eyes looked like they were going to pop out of their socket anytime soon. It's been seven days since I attended my husband's wedding, and today, I was at a cafe with Liz. I had to leave the house to clear my head and lessen the pain I felt in my heart. We just sat there, and Liz kept whistling, trying to soothe the tense atmosphere.

Lisa pouted as she helped Guilherme into bed after his ear surgery. The 21-year-old Asian woman with small breasts and a big plump ass was always a bit bratty and annoying, but she tried to keep her attitude in check as she tended to her husband's needs. "I hate that you have to go through this," she said, fluffing his pillow. "But I'll take good care of you, don't worry." Guilherme smiled weakly. "I know you will, my love. You're the best wife a man could ask for."

After promising himself never to return to the pig’s mud. But the pig’s mud always gave him everything he had ever fantasized about – a woman to want him badly. His wife could never give him a fragment of all Pam begged him for. Why would he deny himself? What did loyalty fetch him with Gisela? How long will his body suffer? Now he was at a dilemma as to whether to wake Pam. Or just masturbate to her image. He kept standing for a good 5 minutes. Pam maintained her acting order. From time to time, she would turn sideways or face upfront to reveal her breasts and love passage. In the process of turning and changing her sleeping positions, she’d bounce her butt nicely. And Dashiell would lick h

He said as Natalia took the card. Piero put his sunglasses back on before turning to leave. “Hey Natalia Shaw!” The lady with red hair said as she got to Natalia and let out a sunny smile. “Well that man didn’t look too friendly.” Natalia grinned back, mirroring the other lady’s disposition. “Well, Marissa! How are you doing? It’s been so long since I last saw you.” “Oh, I went to Maldives.” The lady said and dove I to a rant about how great the weather had been.