Ashe kept her legs open, allowing Olaf to immediately ram his cock inside her as her initial gasping squeak seemed to echo through the room. More and...more thrusts went into the married woman as she could only grasp ahold of sheets and pillows, trying to keep herself quiet and keep what little decency she had left.“So…” Sejuani looked down and the despondent Tryndamere, her smile still painted on permanently, “Do you think Olaf is bigger?”Tryndamere didn’t answer, he only looked up at the. I took my clothes off as soon as I walked through the door, as to not tread water all through the house and loaded the washing machine with my wet clothes. The kitchen glistened in the moonlight, the tiles cool against my tired feet.With a face like thunder, I heard his key in the lock and sighed deeply. He likes me to be the trophy wife, dinner on the table when he walks in with a big smile on my face. He likes to think I worship him. Naked, my wet hair clung to my breast as I turned to greet. We lay on the bed, her lips met mine and we kissed again.My hands were now busy roaming over her body, her smooth back, and pert backside, which I could feel under her panties, I slipped one underneath the waistband and moved it over her hips, feeling a scar.She pulled back, "Please don't." She shyly said, "I don't want you to see that."I looked into her tear-filling eyes and then she looked down, "It's alright," I said, "There's nothing wrong, it's a part of you, but it makes you what you. "You know you enjoy this. This is why is disobey me, so I can use you like a piece of meat. Pretty soon, it will time to throw you away, maybe my new slave will be better behaved than you."Julia started crying again when she heard that could be replaced. She stopped fighting James' dick, she ran her tongue up and down his shaft. She tried to enjoy having her face fucked against her will, but she had deserved this. Now tears ran like rivers down her cheeks."Yes slut! FUCK YES! Cry you stupid.