The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chatper 644

Chapter 644

Natalie had a long face when they got home. Brandon pulled her into a hug before she could even turn on the light.

“I was just kidding. Don’t be mad.”

Natalie frowned. Brandon’s hand slid down bet**en her legs. He stroked her there. Struggling, she anxiously said, “Sir, stop. If your wife finds out, she will scold me.”

Brandon didn’t stop and instead p**ssed her against the wall.

“My wife is sleeping so you better keep your voice down, my little bodyguard,” he said playfully.

Natalie spun around, p**ssed her face against the wall, and gazed at Brandon.

“Sir…”

Swirling in the orange light of the setting sun, the curtain swung softly in the breeze.

Brandon’s gaze burned with lust. With one hand, he tightened his grip around Natalie’s waist, while the other raised her hip. Brandon hoisted Natalie up. In the midst of her struggle, the baseball cap she was wearing dropped, and her long, wavy hair flew in all directions, concealing her flushed face.

Brandon opened the bedroom door and immediately tossed Natalie onto the bed.

Brandon grasped Natalie’s chin, bent down and passionately k**sed her.

He then undressed and fondled Natalie’s behind before slapping her b**t. Natalie shook at the sharp sound. The desire in his scratchy voice was palpable.

“Sit on me, my little bodyguard.”

long, e*rect p*enis, which contrasted with his black hair and possessed masculine strength, and she bit her l*p at

had Brandon remove her jeans, revealing a pair of

along the w*t crack. A clear fluid had coated his fi**gers. Natalie’s nether regions were w*t and

and his taut muscles clung to her warm stomach. Brandon’s large p*enis

off her white lace bra. Brandon undid

The softness of her b*reasts prompted Brandon to massage

down and saw that Brandon was engaging in some erogenous play with her br***ts. She couldn’t help but throw her head back

abnormally huge penis compared to normal guys. And the fact that she was sitting on him didn’t help, either. He couldn’t get in despite the

also anxious that she couldn’t get it inside her. Brandon, perspiring

was stuffed. Natalie lay in Brandon’s arms and spoke in a sweet voice, “Sir… Try some gentleness. Or your wife will

murmured, caressing her soft b**tock and muttering

nice inside

up, f*ondled Brandon’s abs, and moved her h*ps with difficulty. His body was

that Natalie’s huge b*reasts were shaking and that her cheeks

began to wriggle as she

She felt a peculiar weakness and numbness when his p*enis

his l*ps pursed, felt an indescribable pleasure. He stroked Natalie’s b*reasts more

her waist even more after hearing this. Her vision hazed and her cheeks

fluttered open slowly as the sun filtered in through the blinds. She turned around and

sat up and put on

by one of the servants as

a moment. Mr. Larson is preparing breakfast for you in the

“Really?” Natalie asked, amazed.

in disbelief. So, it was true! Brandon was hard at work in the

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