th came in shallow gasps, and her mind struggled to keep up with what her eyes had just seen. Then
her cum and also him cum without doing too much, her heart bleed as the sight. Her husband has refused to touch her claiming he was too weak and tired to do anything, even if she pleasure his cock, sucking on it as
odies intertwined in a beautiful rhythm that resulted in a strong shaking that ran through Cat bodily like a surge, she was moving herself down to his cock and going back up in a melody t
es cold and unbothered. He didn't even have the decency to stop. Rather, he casually addressed the woman with a
lt like a fire in a hose, flowing through her veins. She didn't know whether to scream, t
uired, trying to make sense
and screamed and she brought her breast to him to suck the hel
zation hitting her like a cold slap. "Did you- did you use it to bet again? You know that money is barely enough to keep us going? We
d terrible things to Cat's gut. He didn't care enough to even look at the woman he had sworn to love.
e woman's pussy but didn't bother to dress up. "Maybe you should get better first, and rather not stand here sulking every day. You look older tha
she wouldn't break in front of him. She had worked so hard to build a life with him, and now, in
be dead by now. "What do you think I used it for? I got a new wife, and
down. "You've been using our savings... to buy a ring for her? He
he level of her chin and gave a kiss to the woman. "She's everything you're not, Cat." He w
ng. "You promised me that we would alw
er voice dripped with venom. "I'm the one he loves. I'm the one who can satisfy him. You're just a shadow in hi
ened at the words
ation as she stepped forward, reaching out to her husband. "Please, tell me you didn't do t
hink is called a prostitute? I am his fucking bride. She showed
but you bought a diamond for another person" the tear that thr
side table. "It's not a prank, Cat. It's over," He raised a piece of paper, a divorce. Without hesitation, he slapped it onto her
e got to be kidding me. She took a step back, unable to believe what w
ripping her by the neck, his touch suffocating. "Sign it, or I'll make sure you never see another dime. This money was from our joint acc
ep her composure. She felt like screaming, rebelling, but all she could come up with was that she stood th
is face a picture of pleasure. "Sign
unclear. She didn't want to-she didn't want to-but her h
eading across his face. "Finally. I'm free of you. He pushed her out of his way with a force
collapse, but she refused to show weakness. Instead, she turned toward the door, her voice barely above a whisper but
ill bleeding, that she would never let him