She was a predator, a wild animal? Okay, then, put her in the fucking cage!“Of course, I want the divorce pushed through in time to testify against ...er in court. Both times. I want to nail her ass to the wall. She wants to complain about being crucified? I’ll fucking SHOW her how crucified feels! The money is far less of an object to me than the satisfaction of seeing her in an orange jumpsuit in handcuffs, led away into the custody of the state. I never want that bitch to breathe the free air. I grabbed my cell and snapped a photo of it all: my cock, my cum-covered hand and stains on the sheets. I sent them to Juliet with a simple message, "Thank you. This is how you helped me."As I cleaned myself up, my cell buzzed. I took hold, inspected it to find a reply. Opening it, Juliet had written a small message, "Wow, that looks so beautiful sweetie. I hope you saved some for me? Cum and see me tomorrow after your mom has left for work. I'll be waiting."I thought to myself, Fuck. After. “say her name again.”He shoved two fingers deep inside, and sucked her clit, as she moaned out my name.“Jesssssicaaaaaa…..”I came again, flooding into her hand, which made her cum, gushing all over my husbands face. He sat up and smiled.“I see it runs in the family, how about you get on your hands and knees, and see if you can take a cock like your slut of a sister.”Ronda smiled, I think she liked it as much as I do. I love it when he calls me names, and spanks me. He smacked her ass, and then. Few males on our side had even termed her as easily available woman. But that was big talking.Once I came back after tuition and was thoroughly wet, I went in my room and removed all my clothes and was in towel only when the door knocked. It was my sweet bhabhi dolly with a wide smile and eyes pointing at my crotch even when talking to me. I had this gut feeling of her being a slut but I always wanted good for the family and drove such thoughts away. Then one day she proposed me to watch a late.