Page 132 of Deadly Wrath

And now I have my sweet little wife exactly where I want her, and I’m going to show her what the fuck a real man can do. Because if she thought she needed two men, she was so fucking wrong. She only needs me, and I’m about to fucking prove it.

Now she’s kneeling on the edge of our bed, in the den of sin. Naked and trembling with her hands on her thighs, waiting like the good girl she is.

I walk over to her and thread my fingers through her soft, messy hair, then fist it hard, twisting until she whimpers. Then I yank her head back, forcing her mouth open, exposing that wet, greedy tongue that’s about to choke on my cock.

She gasps, lips parted, eyes blown as fuck, her chest rising and falling like she’s already out of breath.

“You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you?”

She shudders, her breath is already fucking ragged. “Yes, Sir.”

My dick jumps against my zipper, aching, ready to fucking wreck her. “Greedy girl.”

I shove her forward, and she collapses onto her hands, catching herself just in time. Her perfect ass is up, legs spread wide, and her pussy is fucking drenched. Her wet cunt dripping onto the sheets, her tight little hole twitching like it’s begging to be stretched.

I grab the first toy, the thickest one and drag it through her soaked cunt, watching her squirm, her body practically sucking it in before I even give it to her.

I press the tip against her pussy, teasing and rubbing slow, dragging this the fuck out. She whines, shifting her hips, pushing back, trying to take it herself. I slam my palm across her ass, hard enough to make her jolt and her breath catching on a gasp.

“You want it, baby?” I press just the tip inside, stretching her just enough to make her ache for it.

“Yes, please.”

I slam it inside her, fucking burying it in one thrust.

She fucking chokes, her body jerking forward, arms shaking like she wasn’t expecting me to be that fucking brutal.

Her back arches, her pussy clenching so fucking tight around the toy it makes me want to rip it out and shove my cock inside instead.

“That’s one.”

I grab her ass, my fingers spreading her apart, watching her tight little rim flex as I tease a fingertip over it.

She tenses for half a second, then goes soft, offering it up like she fucking should. I grab the second toy and press it against her tight little hole, watching her back tense and her thighs tremble as I start to push.

“Fuck, you’re tight as shit.”

I grip her hip and force the toy deeper, stretching her out and making her take every inch.

“That’s two.”

She whimpers, and her head drops forward.

I lean down, “This is what you wanted, right?” I shove the toy in, stuffing her full. “You wanted to be fucking ruined.”

She nods frantically, already sounding wrecked. “Yes, Sir.”

I pull her head back again, forcing her to arch, her breasts pushing forward, her nipples so fucking hard it makes my mouth water. “Let’s see how much more you can fucking take.”

Then I flip her onto her back, shove a pillow under her head, and tilt her face to theside. I straddle her chest, with my knees planted on either side of her, with my cock right at her mouth. I grip the base and slap it against her lips. Precum smears across her swollen lips, making them wet. “Open up, Sirena.”

Her mouth falls open, and I thread my hand through her hair, slamming my cock down her throat. “And three.”

She fucking gags, her body jerking, but I don’t let her move a fucking inch. I hold her there, making her choke and struggle, feeling her throat squeeze tight as it tries to fight it.

I groan. “Look at you, gagging on my cock like the perfect little wife you are.”

I push back, then slam in deeper, her nose pressing flush to my skin, her lips stretched wide around my cock. Then using the app on my phone, I flip the fucking toys on.

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