All Chapters of The Revenge: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

- I know it's going to sound like I'm making it up. – Logan laughed – But… His name was Logan. – He smiled widely when he saw her gasp, delighted – This is another of the family traditions: every two or three generations, at least one man in the family must be called Logan. And here I am. – he shrugged – But, back to the story: they say that, one day, after some time governing that place, Knight... I mean, Logan... Well, he... - Logan pointed to the man on the tapestry, exasperated, which made her have to stifle her laughter, although that reaction gave her the impression that he didn't like being compared with his eponymous ancestor – He had a visit from a local old lady. Knight had saved her granddaughter from being raped, and for that, she wanted to reward him. When he asked her how she planned to do that… - Logan interrupted the narrative again, looking stiff, and when he spoke again, he did so with a sigh – She replied that she was a sorceress. And, as a reward for his good deed,

- All right, I think that's enough, isn't it? Still in the middle of a laugh, Missy looked at Logan's displeased face, who continued to glare at the family nonstop, as they all brought out more and more albums from his childhood to show Missy his embarrassing moments, such as a sequence of photos in which he, a child just over two years old, ran away from the bath completely naked and started running around the house, or the album of school presentations in which the photograph recorded the moment when he, a little boy of seven, raised his fist to hit a colleague who had stolen his hat. Not to mention the countless adorable and funny pictures of him as a plump baby playing in the bath or eating dirt before Gwyneth or Daniel could stop him. - Oh, come on, Missy hasn't gotten to know you well enough yet, as Mom suggested… – Diana laughed wickedly, putting another CD inside the DVD player – She hasn't even watched the recording of that fashion show where the another model tried to grope

- Very well. See? Deep down, you know the whole truth. You just need it to take root inside you and push away all those horrible things you've been told. – he whispered vehemently, hugging her tightly by the waist – But… What about me? Do you think I'd say you're pathetic? he questioned, raising an eyebrow almost in a warning tone, which made her giggle. - No, you would never do that. – She smiled at him through her reflex, feeling her throat tighten with emotion and… Another feeling, more intense than anything else she had ever felt, and that she didn't even know how to name what it was - You… Would you tell me to see myself as I really am... To start seeing in myself all the amazing things you always repeat when you're with me. - And what do I always repeat to you? – he challenged her, as he slowly removed her bra, letting her breasts, free and heavy, push themselves directly into his large hands, which began to touch them with reverence. - That… – she gasped in pleasure when he t

Without even bothering to think about what she was doing, Missy followed her instincts and leaned down next to him, kissing slowly and sensually on his neck as she ran her hands down his broad chest until they reached his belt, making Logan choke. However, when it became clear that he wasn't intending to stop her, Missy felt even more confident in stroking his erection through the soft fabric of his suit pants, feeling him harden more and more under her fingers. Finally, when his moans were filling the car and the wetness in her panties looked ready to soak the car seat, Missy couldn't stop herself from opening his belt and pants in front of her, leaving that hungry cock completely free for her eager touch. . Letting her own moans escape, she greedily masturbated him, feeling her mouth water at the feel of the smooth skin, the bulging veins, the heavy balls and the thick head, already covered in moisture... - Shit! - Logan roared, making the car literally rock, when she quickly moved

- Fuck yes! – he growled, almost angry – Any son of a bitch will have to walk over my corpse, if he wants to feel what that perfect pussy swallowing a cock feels like. Or if you want to feel how tight that ass is... - he growled between whispers, making her cry out when he stuck the tip of his middle finger in her ass, widening her hitherto untouched entrance, making her whimper at the equal amounts of estrangement. and pleasure. It was a bittersweet sensation, but as she continued to push her pussy against his cock, unable to stop, the movements drove his finger deeper into her, causing a deliciously painful sensation that she couldn't explain, just feel, as both of them felt. her entrances trembled and twitched as they were fucked very well. - Look, what a happy little bitch. - He growled severely, intensifying his thrusts when he noticed that she was on the verge of an orgasm - Ready to come, with a cock stretching her pussy and a finger deep in her ass, but even so she still wants