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“Come home, Vivian. Nothing’s going to happen to your marriage. I’ll take care of it. I’ll talk to Ryan.” “Dad, I’m scared,” she whispered, and I could hear the tears in her voice. “What if she takes everything from us?” “She won’t,” I snapped, my patience wearing thin. I couldn’t bring myself to utter another word so I ended the call. Ophelia was back. How had she managed to become a shareholder? I knew she’d return eventually, but I never expected it to be this soon. I need a plan.

She finished her tale. "We swapped and fucked and sucked till we collapsed. We woke up in the morning, straight now. I leaned over and sucked Jack's cock. That got us going for another hour or so. Well, that was the beginning. We graduated, married, moved to the same town, and we've been swapping ever since." My fingers were wet, running up and down mom's soaked slit. She was panting, slowly masturbating me. She was staring at my cock. "What about Lauren?"

Dominic asked, his eyes flickering with suspicion as he gripped my hand. I smiled faintly and lied through my teeth. "I naturally had to do some research on my future husband before the wedding." In my past life, Dominic's erectile dysfunction had been a matter of public record. Vivienne had tried every trick to get his attention without success, so she eventually resorted to sedating him and hiring a private doctor, whose diagnosis confirmed the condition. Dominic had flown into a rage upon waking. He had covered up all news of the incident and had Vivienne committed to a mental institution.