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I said to him again with authority. “Fine, here you go, I wonder when we are going to have fun without being too strict with unnecessary things.” “That’s because I don’t want you to black-mail me later on, I value my marriage but it’s just that my husband doesn’t f**k me, I am not a robot, I need to be touched, that’s where you come in,” I replied with a wink. “Yes, my lady, I am just doing my job on behalf of your husband.” “Then shut up, and let’s go f**k, I need to cool down a bit because my husband is having an affair, when I am done cooling down, I will get rid of that bitch for good.”

Many times, she would look at me lovingly and tell me, “I’m so happy to have met you. Thanks to you, I’ve realized how great this world is.” That was when I was certain I would marry rich. Despite all the opposing voices, she married me. The only uncontrollable factor was that I fell in love with her. Love made me petty, and it made me irrational. Hence, when she first cheated on me, I threw a tantrum, but it only lasted a short while. She was certain that I would not leave her. Hence, when she was actively cheating on me, she would still return to talk to me. Even though we were not physically intimate, I was still her source of comfort.

A little choke left from my mouth catching Sarika's attention as that 'man' was too much busy in fucking. Saa opened her eyes which were closed due to heavenly pleasure which 'my husband' was giving her. She was surprised at first and then smirked. A wave of victory passed through her eyes. I never felt more miserable than this. A marriage relationship is a sacred bond which is made by God. A husband and wife's relation is the most personal thing in this world. I agree, we were imperfect to each other, but it needed both sides to adjust equally. "Ahh! Yesss....fast......baby....more.more...I need to cum...." she screamed in ecstasy while maintaining eye contact with me. Listening to her, He

Did you ride him like a reverse cowgirl like the eager little slut you sound like right now, moaning about how big he feels? Victor tried to step between us, voice steady but edged. “Laura, calm down and listen. This marriage died a long time ago. You checked out first with your work and your distance. Elena just happened to be the spark I needed today. The sex was raw and real, better than anything we had in years. She took every thick inch, creamed all over me, and begged for more without any bullshit. Her pussy gripped me like a vice when she came.” “Shut the fuck up,” my sister hissed, but her eyes flicked over my body again, maybe seeing the way my thighs still glistened. “You’re both d

My wife and I have been married for over 10 years now. During that time, we've had our ups and downs, as most couples do. Whenever problems have arisen, we've been able to work through them, strengthening our relationship along the way. However, last week something happened that I thought would destroy all of our hard work. Our sex life, like everything else, has gone through cycles. Sometimes it's great, and sometimes it cools off. We had been going through one of our cooler periods lately. As a result, I was spending more and more time online reading erotic stories and looking at various websites.

Memories of sweeter times flooded back, and the regret hit her all at once. So she said it. "Let's end this. I'll give you and your family a payout. Leave and go as far from here as you can." Thomas nearly lost his mind. "What? You can't just do that!" Renee didn't engage. "I can, because the person I love is my husband." She searched everywhere and finally tracked William down in a small town. The face she knew so well didn't show a flicker of anything when he saw her.

I tell her. When I got back, I checked out joint account to see if I needed to send her anymore money, imagine my shock when I realize she hasn’t spent a cent of it in years. “I’ve noticed you haven’t used the money from our joint account.” I mention. She nods. “Yes, I got an admin job a few years ago after I got my degree, so I’ve been using that money for groceries.” She says looking down at her hands. I sigh, not saying anything. Olivia always assumes she’s a bother to me. Though we’ve only spent one night together and made our daughter, she’s still my wife and I’ve been faithful to her.

"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

I hung up the phone and slammed the speedboat's throttle all the way down. When the boat hit the beach, the dock was as chaotic as a flea market. In the crowd, my sister, Emily Lambert, was curled up on the ground, her clothes disheveled and her appearance completely wrecked. She clutched her chest, gasping for air, her pale, sickly face streaked with tears. The island's steward, Marcus Jenner, lifted his foot and kicked her without hesitation. "Little brat, didn't you hear me tell you to get lost? Don't you know whose place this is!"

"Nothing happened? You don't like him? "You were with him every day. He would call, and you'd drop everything and leave a sickly me behind to rush to his side. You humiliated me in front of the whole company while praising him. He left his swim trunks in your car. You even let him post photos of you two kissing on Facebook. "If none of that counts as 'something happening,' then do I actually have to catch you in bed together for you to admit it?" She opened her mouth to argue, but I cut her off. "Nancy, I thought you came here to get a divorce. I didn't expect you'd use these words to disgust me."