The Devil's Reluctant Bride

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s coming but it still felt

the growing bulge in his pants. No. no. I couldn't betray my husband like this. But when I glanced over my should

t me. I swallowed and with a shudder, lea

is zip yet, there was a musky scent around his groin that made my mouth run dry. What the hell was wrong with me? A while later, after

ands up and slid them into his opened pants and my eyes

ered and his voice was so th

ont of my face. He didn't even allow me to take it all in before fisting my hair in his grip. Tak

roaned, his hips thrusting forward, causing me to gag. I could hear my husband's muffled cries, and feel his gaze on me, but I

his cock glistening with my sal

s to shake and I fumbled with the zipper. The don lost patience and ripped the dress off me. Since I'd planned a dirty night with my husband, I was naked underneath and my breasts bounced free. A growl rumbled in

hat traveled right to my pussy and it pulsed between my legs. I could o

I sucked him harder like the slut he called me, my tears mixing with the saliva dripping down my chin. He fucked my mouth, his hands fisting my hair.

flipped open. He was now lying on his stomach, with knees pinning him down. I l

of my stomach at the sick darkness in his words. "Anytime, little princess t

dark chuckle before pulling his cock out of my mouth. "You," h

men on me as they start to unbutton their pants, cocks of different sizes and shapes springing out. I co

out a cry as he swatted me right on my pussy before sliding a finger in. "Fuck, I said it. Your pu

ue over the side of my neck. "You're going to take care of all my men with

sponse. Suddenly, the don's other hand left my hair and came down on my breast with a slap. "Answer me wh

ill do anything you say. J

away from my hole before sliding those drenched fi

ughts jumped between arousal and disgust at myself, he pushed me back on my knees, placing his feet right under my pussy as if

aby. At this time, I shoved my guilt and humiliation away, focusing on them as my pussy clenche

, my hips were grinding furiously on Marcello's shoe while I sucked him off. He was nowhere as thick or long as Marcello, actually no man I'd ever been with was as big as Marcello. Anyway, the cock

and using me like a whore. It was horrible, it was dehumanizing, I hated it but my pussy loved it. As Steven con

ed hand to cup my chin. I could barely see at this point. My pussy had a hear

ed throat. Gosh, it was painful but the hurt was nothing compared to the need building inside me. I needed his seed so badly I could cry. I wanted the hot milky spurt on my

ieve it. My pussy throbbed and shockwaves ran through my body. Oh god. Fuck fuck fuck! I'd never come unto

he emptied his load into my mouth. Like an autom

n he began pulling out of my mouth, I mewled in frustration, leaning over to suck on his tip just a little more. I heard hi

irst, tears springing to my eyes as I thought he was dead but when he opened his eyes and gazed at

My men are satisfied and because of this your wife earne

ension... I lay there, drifting in and out of consciousness, soaked in other mens' re

new we would never be the same because even though it was over, I could st

gone. I felt a tightness in my chest as I struggled to sit up. He stood up from wh

d only mean

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