The next few weeks were a mess to Mike. His dick gets hard like rock every time his mind flashed back to the naked pictures.Mike thought, How the fuck did she have the guts to put the pictures, Who took the pictures, Who the fuck is babysitting is kids?He couldn't believe this little nympho. Worst was that his kids loved her. They kept begging him for her to come over and play with them.He jacked off at work so many times. He was in a daze. He asked and begged his wife, Kelly, to suck his dick but she refused."I don't do that," Kelly said."Please, baby, please," Mike said."Maybe you don't want me here with you." She said and went downstairs in annoyance.. She hated Mike for that. She would glared at Mike all the time. The more he tried to get close to her, to wrap his hands around her waist, to nuzzle his wife neck, to cup her ass cheek while she heated up a frozen dinner, the more she withdrew herself from him. She was ignoring all of his advances.The pictures of Eva kept him
They kept going until his balls tightened up and he started to groan even louder."I'm gonna come in your mouth baby," Mike said. She moaned. "Keep going baby." After a few minutes, she was able to take the hole length of his dick into her throat. Mike groaned and squeezed her boobs roughly. She wanted to satisfy Mike and please him. She was giving him her best blowjob.Bobbing back up, she looked up at Mike, her eyes glistening with tears from choking. Mike stroked his dick hard and grabbed her hair, then thrust his dick onto her mouth again before he came hard in her mouth, pumping his semen into her throat in huge spurts. Eva loved the test and began to swallow all. She doesn't want to lost any drop. After he emptied his balls into her throat, his dick finally started to soften.Eva stayed down there, giggling and laying her flat tongue on the tip of his dick and cleaning him up with her mouth. He pulled her up to sit on his lap. "That was amazing," Mike said."You liked it?" She
Kelly had never, ever done this. Partly because she just didn't have the necessary machinery for the fact that she have a small breast. But even she had a big breast, Mike don't think she would have done this. When they had sex, it was very straightforward. She never treated him with any special moves. But Eva fucking wrote the book on special moves.At this moment, was now licking the tip of his dick every time it came up through her cleavage.She was smiling and giggling, so happy as she got him off with her big breast. Mike was happy too. She started talking dirty to him. Mike was on the verge of cumming and could hardly speak."You like this, don't you, Daddy?" Eva said."Yes, baby." Mike responded."You like fucking my breast with your big daddy dick.""Mmmmmmm.""You got so hard thinking about how good I am with your kids, don't you?" Eva asked.Mike groaned loudly."Gosh! I love them."Mike groaned again. She was squeezing her breast on his dick even harder now, moving her boob
The next day in the morning, Mike's wife had to go to work early and Mike had a day off. Mike woke up and went downstairs to check on Eva. Since things were starting to go so well with Kelly, Mike was determined to make this visit from Eva a perfectly chaste one. Mike was even looking forward to setting some ground rules which includes, No texts and no sloppy blowjobs. If she was going to stay in his house, they aren't going to continue thier forbidden relationship. It would be too easy to be caught, and plus, Mike didn't need her anymore. Mike had his wife back. His beautiful, smart wife who had hit a rough patch with but was back to him. When Mike first met his wife, Mike fell in love with her intelligence and good humor. Mike loved her trimmed, tall body and her modest breast. Now that Mike had her attention again, there was no way Mike needed this pretty and seductive lady.Mike switched the light on. Eva sat up, pushing the covers down. She was wearing a red tank top with little
"Get on top of me," Mike groaned deeply.Mike flipped over to be on his back, grabbed her by her waist and hoisted her on top of him. Mike resumed thrusting into her with all his might from below. She bounced happily on top of him, sitting up straight to give him a good show. She held her arms above her head and Mike was so turned on by her breast bouncing up and down that he didn't give a shit about feeling guilty. Then she leaned forward so their bodies were pressing against each other, her big breast pressing and rubbing against his chest as she bounced up and down on his sweet dick.Mike was in heaven. "I'm gonna cum baby!," Mike groaned, grabbing her ass firmly.Eva started to bounce harder and faster, giggling. "Yes, daddy!" she screamed as her orgasm hit her. She clenched his dick with her pussy as she came."Cum inside me, daddy! Your baby need your cum! Fill me up with your cum! Ohhh! Ahhh!" Mike couldn't hold it anymore. His dick throbbed and he shoot his hot cum inside her
She moaned quietly. He gripped her body, holding her as close as He could.Eva had been watching. She jumped onto the bed and kissed and rubbed his shoulders."Hi daddy," Eva whispered, kissing his neck. Jane broke thier kiss to lift her head up and kiss Eva. She didn't move her legs from their hold around his waist. He could feel the moisture in her pussy through the layers of her panties and his shorts.He was so turned on and overwhelhimd that He was relieved when Eva started to play ring leader."Are you ready, Jane?" Eva asked quietly. Jane mewed from under Mike and they disentangled. Eva reached over and helped him take his shorts off as He leaned down to cover Jane's neck with kisses. His dick freed, Eva took hold of it and started to stroke him."Look at daddy's big dick," she said to Jane as she started to massage his heavy balls. Jane looked and smiled shyly."I'm sure going to go get something," Eva said, bouncing off the bed. He turned to watch her tight ass jog out of the
Ruth was in her room, removing her clothes to take her bath. Suddenly, an incoming call popped up from her phone. It was Sandra. They were workingworking in the same restaurant, just that they have different days and today, Ruth was off." Ruth, please I need your help." Sandra said over the phone."Help in what?" Ruth asked, thinking it might be a personal thing."I want you to come to workshop. I have much delivery, 231 pies of pizza . I need you to deliver 50 pies to my kennedy at Zagon company on 17th floor.""You know today is my off day." Ruth reminded her. She doesn't need anything that will stress her. She just need to take her bath and rest."I will give you 50 bucks for it." She said and Ruth started to rethink on the offer."I'm sure they are going to tip you as well." Sandra added."I'm coming right away." Ruth said quickly and cut the call. She took her bath, and wore one of her good clothes. She have never made delivery at zagon's company.She applied some light makeup a
Ruth forced herself to walk out of the door. She got to the door and the door opened. She knew she will not come inside again if she stepped out and she won't be able to get what she want.She turned only to find Kennedy behind her. She froze immediately."I'm waiting for you. I have somewhere to go." Kennedy said with a sweet calm voice.Ruth summoned the courage to look at him and said, "Thank you Mr. Kennedy."Kennedy could notice something in her eyes and voice. And as she turned to leave, her wrist blushed against his groin in a way that could be seen as an accident. She felt his dick and a flow of blood rushed down her crotch. She took a step and stop."Miss." Kennedy said."Ruth." She replied."Miss Ruth, I think you should hold on a moment." He said and Ruth turned to face him. He smiled at her and stared at the open door before he pressed a red button and the door closed and locked up."Now that the door is close. Tell me, is there something else you need?" He asked with a sm
"You are impotent, don't you remember and there's the test from the hospital to prove that!" Bella said in response. Rothschild curled his fist into a ball, holding himself back from slapping the hell out of Bella's cheeks. "You bitch!" He roared at her. "I should have known that this is who you really are. Why didn't I know from the start that your heart is darker than night in itself!""How can you speak to me like that. You know it's true, Rothschild, you know what I'm saying is true. Amelia is a liar and a cheat. She got pregnant for another man and now you think that the child is yours?""Be reasonable for just one time in your life!" Bella added. "The only unreasonable person here is you, because you think that I'm a puppet you have your fingertips, isn't that right, Bella?!" Rothschild shot at her but she kept mute. "Answer me, Bella, did you or did you not doctor those test results?!" Rothschild asked,
"Don't you dare put your fucking hands on me, or else I'm going to beat the crap out of you!" Rothschild yelled out in anger. Bella scotted backward in fear, she had never seen Rothschild this angry before and it scared the life out of her. "You lying scum, I don't even know what to call you. You made me send my pregnant wife away from the house and now, I don't even know where to find her!""She wouldn't take my calls or even reply to my text messages and it's all your fucking fault, you bloody bastard!" Rothschild cursed out at Bella who still wore her mask of ignorance. "What...what are you talking about, Rothschild?!" Bella asked, feigning ignorance as she sat still on the floor. "Don't even get me started on that!" He warned. "I want you to go up there, pack everything that belongs to you and get the hell out of my house, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you again, do you understand that?!" Rothschild said and stormed off. "Rothschild please wait!" Bella tried to stop hi
Bella was in shock for almost an hour after Rothschild had left the house. She wanted to run after Rothschild but she found her foot rooted to the ground. "And what was that I had seen in Rothschild's hand, it can't be what I think it is or can it be that...." "No, no way, it cannot be possible!" Bella said aloud to herself, rushing back into her room to change out of the clothes and put on proper clothes but by the time she went outside, there was no sign of Rothschild anywhere, he had already driven away. "No, no, this can't be!" Bella started to panic. She couldn't see what was right in front of her and that caused her to trip over the stairs while she walked. She remained on the floor motionless but clutching her chest tightly. In as much as Bella wanted to deny that she had seen Rothschild walk out of the room with a test results in his hand, so that it would offer her a flicker of hope that Rothschild was not suspecting a thing, it was obvious that the jig was up and soon
"I think you have something up your sleeves, I don't know what it is, but I don't think you've been honest with me lately." Rothschild poked the air in front of her with his index finger. "What...what are you talking about?!" Bella stuttered with a look of confusion on her face. She could see that something was about to go wrong. "Of course, you know what I'm talking about, and don't you dare pretend!!" Rothschild blurted out. Bella could see the seriousness and the anger on his face. "I swear that I do not know what you're talking about!" Bella said as she stepped back. "Alright then, if you do not know what I'm talking about, maybe you should leave this room!" Rothschild said to her. "But...." "No buts, leave now!!!" Rothschild yelled at the top of his lungs, he was already losing his cool at this point. Bella's jaw hung down loos
"You're...you're back!" Bella called out to Rothschild when she saw him walk in through the front door. "Yes, I am!" He replied grudgingly, hurrying up to his room. "Why are you in a hurry, where are you going?!" Bella asked him with raised eyebrows. "It's none of your business, Bella. I don't have the time for this!" Rothschild replied he didn't bother to hide the irritation in his tone as he spoke. "None of my business?!" Bella angrily threw down the magazine she held in her hands and stood up from the couch, knocking the glass half filled with orange juice as she hurried after Rothschild. "And what is that supposed to mean, Rothschild? I am your wife, and I demand to know where you have been and where you are hurrying off to!" Bella yelled out to him. "Look, I already told you that I do not have the time for this; I have a business to catch up with.." Rothschild stopped and turned to respond to Bella who was glazing at him with eyes red as fire. "That does not
Rothschild stopped the car in front of Amelia's mother's house and got down from it without hesitation. He hoped that Amelia would be there and even if she wasn't, her mother would tell him where Amelia was. But if her mother would refuse to tell him, then he would have to find an alternative means to make her tell him where Amelia was. It had been so long since he last saw his mother in law, he didn't know how she would react to seeing him again and in her house. He was certain that Amelia must have told her about the divorce and him showing his face in her house just because he couldn't find Amelia would be like reopening wounds that were already in their healing processes. Rothschild summoned the courage to walk up to the front porch and knock on the front door. "Hello, is anyone home?!" Rothschild asked as he continued knocking on the door. "Hold on just a minute, I'm coming!" He heard a voice from the inside. Rothschild's heart began to pound faster in his chest the m
"How long had this been here?' he wondered, straightening the crunched-up paper and running his eyes over it. "What the..." He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had to rub his eyes to make sure that he wasn't hallucinating. "How, how could this be!" He let out subconsciously. "Amelia was pregnant? That's not possible!" He blurted out, letting the paper fall from his grasp. His eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets darted across the room, looking for something he couldn't quite place his finger on. "This...this has to be a joke!" Rothschild said, reaching for the paper again and reading it for the umpteenth time since he found the paper. For some reason, he lifted the pillow again to see how many more were there, but there was nothing else. "How is this paper here, was it kept deliberately so he could see it, and how did she know that he was going to come in here and see it?" Different thoughts kept running concurrently through his head, but he cou
One day, Rothschild was searching through the wardrobe when he saw, Amelia's favorite dress. He look it and the sweet smell of Amelia covered his nose. Her scent clogged Rothschild's nostrils And he could not help but relive the memories of Amelia. For some reason unknown to him, he had chosen to stay in this room among all the other rooms in the house just because he wanted to get as far away from Bella as possible. Staying in this room was a choice he never intended. The night he got back from the doctor's office, He left Bella to sleep on their matrimonial bed while he sought another room where he could cry himself to sleep; he didn't want Bella to hear while he was crying, so she wouldn't bother herself about him. So he had quietly gotten up while she was asleep and made his way out. He found his legs beginning to buckle under him as he walked, and as a result, he barged into the room close to him and rushed toward the bed. Only did he realize the next morning that he
She bent to pick it up and inspect the bottle closely, before turning to look at him. "Did you throw this? Why did you do it?!" Bella asked all together. "Ahhh, Bella, stop asking me questions, it's hurting my head!" Rothschild replied. "Alright then, but can you at least come down and have breakfast with me?" "No, please leave!" "But babe..." "Bella I said I am not hungry!" Rothschild replied sternly, "I am not a child that needs to be spoon fed, so when I say I'm not hungry, I mean that!" Bella's eyes bulged in shock, it took her a while before she could recover. "Alright, you know what, suit yourself!" Bella said before she stormed out of the room. She couldn't believe that he had the nerve to speak to her like that, be had never raised his voice at her—never, and she was not going to accept thi