I walked behind my husband and quickly grabbed his cock as hard as I could and pulled it free from the slut’s pussy, my husband was so fucking scare..., stuttering he said hi honey, What the fuck are you doing you prick I screamed, what are you doing, you don’t fuck me in the ass, do you I cried out, I can explain please cried my husband, please let me explain he still cried, who the fuck is that, look at the state of her I wailed, get the fuck out my house you slut I screamed at her, get fucking. “Silly girl, I can do whatever I wish.” “No!” I tried to pull away again but his weight held me down. “Be still, or I’ll have to punish you,” he whispered in my ear, almost as if he were daring me to fight him again. “Please, you can’t do this,” I whispered. He laughed again. “You didn’t read that work contract you signed, did you? You agreed to be mine for a year, Mia. To do whatever I want you to do. To take whatever punishment I see fit for your mistakes.” “No, no I didn’t!” “Yes, you. ..........................................................It had been a whirlwind of a couple of days, complete and utter chaos to now be doing something as mundane as cleaning this dusty library. Harry's inner mind taking him back two days earlier completely distracted from the task at hand. "BOY!!!!!!! get your sorry excuse of a man down here this instance, don't make me come up and beat you again" his uncle bellowed from downstairs, going slightly hoarse on the last syllable signalling his. I would soon find out what she meant by that remark. Spreading my legs, stiff slick cock getting stroked and balls hanging down, I quickened the pace, feeling that familiar sensation of the impending ejaculation, the cum built to the fullest, and with a couple of quick strokes balls slapping the back of my hand I shot it right at her face, one, two three good solid spurts hitting her first in the hair, next on her nose and mouth the last barely hitting her lap, the rest just oozed out, covering.