His Second Wife by Favor V April

“Oh my God, it’s too painful; please, let’s use the bed,” the woman begged as the man shoved his cock deeper within her, causing her to whimper in pain.

“You don’t get to ask such things. That bed is only for someone special, not some fling.” The man said in between grunts and thrusts.

“Wait, someone walked in!” The woman said as she wanted to cover herself, but the man pinned her to the table, throwing a powerful thrust deep inside her.

“I know,” the man continued, “just open your legs and forget about what isn’t important to you.”

The woman in a short black dress regarded the man standing while fucking a woman on the table with an indifferent gaze. She took a big breath and slumped on the couch opposite the table, absorbing the thick smoke. She watched as the man’s cock thrust itself deeply into the naked woman, who was perched on the table. She watched as the woman mewled and whimpered while the man humped and grunted hard and fast, tossing his head back as he met the woman on the couch’s gaze.

“You’re late,” said the man.

“I can see.” She answered as she stared at the man, who seemed to be chasing after a release. The woman let forth a wry smile. The man hung one of the woman’s legs on his shoulder as he plunged deep into her, tossing his head back again as he drove towards his release. The woman in black smiled while the man winked at her. She inhaled the cigarette while crossing her legs. Rings of white smoke emitted from her lips. The man continued to fuck, paying no attention to the woman who was sitting and watching him bonk the one on top of the table. The man stopped bonking the woman and bent her on the desk, her hands clutching the table for dear life. The woman in the black dress watched as the man’s balls slapped against the woman’s folds. The man kept cocking his head in her direction.

hump the other woman while she clung to the desk for her dear

black dress. The woman smirked at him, her gaze fixed on his. The man’s gaze never left the woman in the black dress as he continued to thrust into the other woman. The woman pulled her little dress up, placed her two legs on the couch, and spread her legs wide open for him. She had no panties on. That sight of her was enough to drive the man to his release with a powerful thrust and a grunt. The woman then slowly pulled her dress

Butt naked, he headed to the minibar in the office. He made himself a drink and gulped down the hot drink. He eventually asked as the liquid scorched

it?” turning around to face her as he pressed his butt on the desk, still in his glory with a lazy look in his dark

from her mouth as she continued to puff on her cigarette. “Grayston Group and

scoffed as he gulped down his drink. “I’m sure they’re pulling a fast one on us,” said

there is a mysterious buyer. What if the wife demanded

stroking his cock with one hand while holding a glass with the other. “Someone is doing everything in their power to keep Camila Mendoza’s identity hidden; the girl is also an intelligent girl, but not so clever as to request the entire Grayston Empire,” he hissed, squeezing his face in frustration and drowning in another gulp of his drink. “Those fucking Graystons

start?” She

wife, whom he had been pretending he didn’t love, to who bought their empire along with my

so?” the woman asked, rubbing her temples with a heavy sigh. All around

it,” the man urged as he stroked his cock. He grumbled, frustrated. “What is that old man up to?” he inquired, running his hand through