Novel & Cerita Wife Spanks Husband

“Watch your tone, woman. Learn how to respect your husband while you talk to him.” “What about the husband doing what he’s supposed to do then?” Natalia retorts. Noah starts to laugh, clapping his hands. “Women. All the same.” He stands up and begins to pace around. “I married you, gave you a home, a proper home, not an orphanage. I feed you, I get you the best things to wear and take you out to the best places to see the best things. We have regular intercourse. And you’re telling me to do what I’m supposed to do? As if I’m not doing it already?” He seethes.

“So easy to get you to this state, Merina. You need to build up a resistance so you can feel the full height of your sexual pleasure. Please sit down like a good girl. Conner moved her from his lap and dropped her on the seat beside him. She felt the cool leather against her stinging backside and gasped again. For a moment, she saw his smile before the scowl returned. “You’re a fucking tease, Conner O’Keefe. How dare you spank me like I was a child?” “I didn’t spank you like a child, Merina. I spanked you like the brat you are. You know I wouldn’t finger a child, but I would finger a brat until she’s ready to come to teach her that if she wants satisfaction and happiness, then she pleases me

“Wanted to claim my partner’s wife. Wanted to bend you over and fuck you like the neglected little slut you are.” His words were filthy and degrading, but they only made me wetter. The excitement of fucking my husband’s business partner was intoxicating. Every time he pulled back, I felt an empty ache that made me push back desperately, wanting him deeper, harder, faster. Ryan spanked my ass hard. The sharp sting made me cry out against his hand. “You like being fucked by me, don’t you?” he taunted, spanking me again. “Say it.” I moaned incoherently against his palm, nodding frantically.

I'd always hated his presence ever since he stepped foot into my house, and I couldn't stand the fact that he had the guts to step in when I was confronting MY wife! “This isn’t your business, Caspian. Stay out of my marriage!” “Marriage?” He chuckled mockingly. “You call this charade a marriage? Marriage is between human beings, but you’re behaving more like an animal than a man. Maybe you should look in the mirror before you start throwing your weight around.” Rage surged through me, and without thinking, I swung my fist at him. Caspian ducked easily, stepping aside so swiftly. How was he able to do that?

Madden's hand in time and said, "There is no need for you to argue with her. The more you pay attention to her, the more greedy she is. Besides, she will find a chance to give you a hard time." Howard's wife became angry and said, "Bitch, how dare you say so? You're..." Brandon couldn't bear it anymore. He clenched his fists and shouted, "It's enough!" He had been a president for several decades, so he was intimidating somehow. Howard's wife was frightened by him and kept silent immediately. Brandon looked at Howard angrily and said, "You want the child support, right? OK. Is one hundred thousand dollars enough?" Howard sneered, "One hundred thousand dollars? Do you take us as beggars? One m

He grabs my hips and pulls my ass up in the air and slams back into me from behind without warning. The angle is devastating. His cock hitting a different spot, deeper, and sharper. He spanks me, and the crack rings in the air. The sting blooms and races to my clit. "Yes!" I moan. "Again. Harder!" "You like being spanked in your home," he says, slapping my ass again. "While your husband is on a business trip?" "I love it," I cry out pathetically. "I love every second of it. Spank me again, Tyler."

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

"Ok. Since we haven't had time for ourselves, I was hoping you'll just stay at home with me and we'll continue designing like we used to." "Ok then." Rodriguez gave her a smile and got ready for bed. She did the same and when she was comfy, she said, "And no phones. It always distracts you." "I surrender." Rodriguez remained awake until his wife drifted back to sleep. He really hoped Mrs. Contreras had a way to fix this or he would. *** Mrs Contreras paced around the room wildly and continued complaining to her husband on how betrayed she felt. "How did you even know she called them?" Her husband asked, sipping a cup of scented tea and being less concerned about what Ema had just done.

His breath was low in my ear. “You see, my dear wife,” he whispered darkly, “this is what happens when you let a man think he has a chance.” And then he spanked me once. I gasped, turning slightly. “Killian, what are you doing?” “Don’t talk while I talk,” he growled, spanking me again. Once. Twice. Three times. “Killian, what the hell is wrong with you?” I managed to say, but the heat had already started pooling at the pit of my stomach.