All Chapters of UNDER HIS RULES: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

"Yes, dear?" Eland asked mischievously. "Enjoy the party." He buried himself between Anne's thighs. Licking like the most delicious ice cream in the world for him to enjoy. Every now and then, she plunged her tongue into Anne's womanhood. It became more and more as Anne continued to sigh at his name.Sometimes he had to hold Anne's stomach and legs still. But Eland used his fingers to caress Anne's clitoris. Gently, but with constant movement."Ah! Ah!" Anne moaned, unable to enjoy Eland's face. She could only imagine Eland playing down there. Sometimes she felt suddenly paralyzed when he sucked hard there. She could not pull Eland's hair. She could not stare and pay attention to what Eland was doing. Really... she was frustrated.But... this was so much fun. It really was."Eland!" Anne felt waves of passion wash over her. "I... Ah!" Something entered her womanhood. Just as she got her first release, it was silenced by Eland's, which was much stronger th

"Has Eland eaten yet?" She muttered quietly. Her eyes wandered around the already dimly lit unit. This was her first night in Redania, her second night as a wife. Her memory flashed like a projector showing how this part of her life had changed. There was much laughter and gratitude in her heart now.She strengthened her heart, knowing that Eland would not turn away from her. She prayed for only one thing: that her happiness would never leave her. That was all. Her smile refused to leave her face as she stared at the small frame in the corner of the television. A picture of her and Eland that she thought was taken during their vacation together, maybe a few months ago? I don't know. What Anne does remember is that the air was so cold then. The snow that had fallen in Shanghai made her fingertips feel frozen. But the warmth around her was enough to make her smile. Just like what was captured in the photo she was looking at now.Complete with a handwriting she recognized

Eland became even more aroused. The more he accelerated the movement of his hands, stirring Anne's copulation hole. It didn't matter how many times Anne said his name, which he felt sounded more and more melodious. Until... he felt Anne's twitch. He also felt the slow pull of the woman reaching her first climax."Eland!"Not wanting to stop yet, Eland continued to stir inside her. Mixing with the sticky fluid that was increasingly wetting Anne's womanhood."Already," Anne whimpered as she held her fingers and gently pushed the man to let go."Not yet." He took the finger out anyway. He replaced it with the entire area of Anne's womanhood being licked and sucked without a trace. Anne closed her eyes in resignation. Her face was slightly sweaty. The sensation that ran through her entire body began to normalize, even though down there she was still receiving stimulation that she was sure would not stop until Eland was satisfied.Anne surrendered as El

Anne understood this desire. Immediately, without much noise, she gave in; the tempo of her mouth whisking quickened. Occasionally he took it out and massaged it gently. Then she brought it back in to suck and suckle."That's enough, honey," Eland said, pulling his wife's face slightly. "I don't want to come in your mouth." He rubbed the corner of Anne's wet lips. Slowly, he asked Anne to lie back down. Making sure she was comfortable, he opened Anne's thighs again and quickly inserted his increasingly tense and reddened manhood. Again he quickly pumped Anne. Pushing Anne who somehow felt her womanhood getting tighter and tighter on his.He even hissed in pleasure at the feeling that ran through his entire body. Just like Anne, who sighed and moaned in pleasure."Ahhh ... ahh ... " Anne's head shook absentmindedly. She asked Eland to hold her. After feeling some of the weight of her husband's body, she wrapped her legs around Eland's waist. This gives her full a

Beatrice's eyes began to fall on Samuel's shirt, which still clung to her husband's body. "Um... it's a good idea to take it off, Sam." The hand that still cupped Samuel's face moved again. This time Beatrice's determination was clear; to get back at Samuel for squeezing Beatrice's ass like that.What did he say? Squeezed? Is Beatrice's ass a doll?Beatrice's slow, almost constant, wet intervals and her eyes following the fingers down Samuel's face made it clear to her that her husband was enjoying what she was doing. Occasionally, right at the top of her husband's chest, Beatrice would deliberately stop. Twisting it with the tip of her index finger was what she did next. The buttons of the shirt were still fully undone and Beatrice began to undo them.Samuel simply gave in. He had no intention of asking her to stop. Even when she removed her shirt completely. Leaving behind an undershirt that was already wet."I've always liked the shape of your body."