The Devil’s Bride
Megan said, her voice filling the air, making my dick stand, going hard, my cheeks going red.
Horny.
Megan’s phone rang, my eyes coming across “ Richard” on the screen. The filling of disgust rising above my chest.
Before she could say anything, I picked the call for her, my lips deliberately producing moans and kissing sounds against Megan skin, making her moan loudly, the volume passing across to Richard.
“ Fuck me, Alexander. Fuck me sharp. Fuck me daddy,” I made Megan say, my middle finger finding her clitoris, the feeling BDSM sharp, making her voice go across to Richard, her scumbag ex-husband.
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