“I’ve been exploring myself lately, and I just… I needed some sort of release.”
“Needs, Arthur?” Demi could feel her tears spilling over now. Porn His breath smelled warm and musky, and she moaned again as he suddenly started sucking on her tongue. “Face it, honey.” She almost spat the word at him. Demi hit him again and again, until he was sure the poor jewels would pop at any moment. She threw her head back in pleasure as Ace fingered her, his rhythm pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Ignoring the begging glint in her husband’s eyes, she leaned forward and took hold of his dick, which barely even filled her palm. Arthur gave her one last pleading look, though this time it was less of “please don’t do this” and more “please don’t hurt me”, and she felt her clit throb as she realized it.
