Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 211

Chapter 0211

I looked up to see Tavon's pale face. There was fear in his eyes as his hands dropped from my face and to his side in resignation.

With how glaring the fear in his eyes was, you'd think he had seen the grim reaper; the whip in her hands was the scythe and she had come for his soul.

With his genitals still hanging out of his unbuckled pants, he turned to the woman who was still on the doorway. With her firm stance, I could tell that there was a thundering expression on her face. "Jessica, I..." he stuttered as he tried to explain. He was still struggling to form his words when the woman he called Jessica interrupted him harshly.

"Shut up!" With long quick strides, Jessica closed the space between them and before I knew what was happening, she raised the hand that held the whip and it came descending on Tavon's shoulder. I gasped

Al and

What the hell!

back, falling on my

in horror as Jessica repeatedly struck Tavon with the whip, the sound

one that actually deserved a 'What

mind - his wrinkled member growing more engorged with each cruel lash, a twisted look

he started to tremble, letting out breathy moans as he climaxed, some of his release dripping on the floor. A strangled sound of revulsion escaped my lips as I witnessed his shameful display. This whole scenario was

gosh, what

each lash, his face would morph from contorting in pain to relief. His eyelids would droop close as he moaned unabashed, his expression

sort of person she must be to willingly take part in these degenerate acts. Did this scene of

too? I wondered when

with a smile on his face, he opened his eyes.

seemed she took his pleasure as a cue to escalate the brutality, raining down lash after

like it, to revel in it. His depravity knew no

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