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“He raped me.” The word hung heavy in the air. “I didn’t know how to tell you” she continued, tears streaming. “It took me time to even realize I was pregnant.” I stared at her. “And where are you coming from?” I asked quietly. She hesitated. “I told you that I was with my girlfriends.” “Open your phone" I said calmly. “Hand it over and I will believe you.” She froze. I stood, towering over her. “I don’t want you in my life ever again” I said, my voice deadly. “I don’t want to see you with my husband again. I don’t care about how you gonna raise your child. I’ve disowned you.”

Jax chuckled darkly and started fucking her again—deep, punishing strokes that made the desk creak. “Quiet,” he warned, hand still over her mouth. “Unless you want my son to hear what a real man sounds like ruining his wife.” Bella came without warning, eyes rolling back, body shaking violently as fresh waves of pleasure ripped through her. Jax rode her through it, hips snapping harder, chasing his own release. He buried himself to the hilt and unloaded again, flooding her already soaked cunt until she felt bloated with it. Only then did he pull out. Thick ropes of cum dripped down her thighs onto the floor. He turned her around, kissed her slow and possessive, thumb brushing her swollen bot

As my eyes traced the third clause, my fingers tightened on the paper's edge. "In the event of infidelity by the Wife (Winona Grahm), all shares in Grahm Corporation held in her name shall be automatically transferred to the Husband (Jeffrey Yard)." I'd had enough, Winona. It was time to end this farce. … When I returned home with the documents, Winona was seated on the couch in the dimly lit living room. The moment she saw me, her eyes lit up, but her voice dripped with contempt. "Henry called me. He was very worked up and said you humiliated him. When did you become so petty, Jeff?"

“Getting your holes wrecked by your stepson while your husband is working. Does Jimmy know what a dirty cumrag his wife is?” Cedrick laughed darkly and fucked me even harder. “Of course he doesn’t. She’s been pretending to be a good wife while secretly craving young cock behind his back.” The degrading words pushed me over the edge. I came violently around Cedrick’s pounding cock, my pussy squirting all over his abs as my walls spasmed and milked him. But he didn’t slow down. He kept railing me through my orgasm until he buried himself to the hilt and exploded.

The chrome cage shines in the dim light and Ted lets out a soft, muted laugh. “Someone’s clearly been a bad boy. Let’s show him how his wife is supposed to be fucked, Teddie. Show him how that thick cock can make her cream.” Your body trembles, your lust and want building as you watch his cock stretching her open with each deep stroke. You can hear your wife’s muffled moans, her tongue working across Cathy’s clit and picking up pace as her body starts to shake. Cathy reaches down and squeezes your wife’s hard nipples between her fingers.

So, I asked Celeste, "Why did my wife get you to be with me? Did she say anything to you?" Celeste had gotten dressed and had put on her shoes. Her bags were also packed. "How would I know that? The bottom line is—you have a deal as long as you pay up." Perplexed, I asked, "Are you best friends with my wife, then?" Suddenly, Celeste directed her gaze toward me, her expression extremely seductive. "It seems like your wife hasn't shared anything with you, has she? We used to work at the same club back in the day.

I asked, smiling smugly as I readied myself for an outburst. “You very well know who this is, Valerie! Or do you mean to tell me you slut around other people’s husbands too?!” she shot angrily; her voice low but thick with malice. “Of course not! I don’t find other people’s…’husbands’ as appealing as yours.” I retorted, stressing on the word ‘husband’ to poke her where it hurts. “Yours is far more appealing, sexier… I mean, he is good looking and do not get me started how good he is in bed! As a matter of fact, I have decided to settle for yours for the meantime! You might as well get used to it”

“Every drop of what he left behind. And pray I don’t get pregnant tonight, cuck. Because if I do… it won’t be yours.” Mark buried his face deeper, tongue plunging inside her stretched hole, desperate and ashamed and hopelessly aroused, lapping up the evidence of his own cuckolding while his wife sighed in satisfaction above him.

"Nothing at all. Alex is another man's biological son, and Hazel has been sleeping with other men. Bryan is broke, and his mother was murdered." "Gosh! That's brutal. Turns out the one who played the victim the hardest was having the most fun all along." Many of the women in the courtroom watched her with disgust, and one commented, "With the extent of Hazel's affairs, she must've slept with someone to get named the town's model wife." In an instant, a flood of condemnation crashed down on Hazel. She completely broke down and began screaming at me. "I married you and worked myself to the bone! Is this how you repay me? After all these years together, are you so determined to ruin me?"

He looks expensive. "Yeah, I see him." I say "Well, that's my husband. We had a fight at home, and now he's trying to make me jealous." "Is this a thing now? Like a trend for couples?" I ask, unable to wrap my head around it. "Oh, no, not at all. We just happened to be with weird partners." She says easily and laughs. "My name is Carol." She says, observing me. "What's your name?" "Uhh... My name is Barry" I respond, trying not to tear my attention from Violet.