Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Defiled Young Housewife: EP23

"I know baby. Because I love you and missed being with you over the weekend."

"Ooh, Reggie... it's so much," she repeated staring down at his cock, mesmerized by the way it fired it's warm ammunition all over her belly, like a gun in her hand.

His penis was becoming softer and had finally stopped spewing semen. "Are you done?" she softly asked. She let go of his cock and his hands began massaging the slippery spunk he had ejaculated on her stomach into her skin as he spoke. "Yeah, we done. Did that feel good for you, baby?"

It wasn't supposed to feel good, she guiltily thought. He kept forcing her to do this and it was wrong. Christy momentarily turned her face away from him, her cheek sinking into her pillow, without answering as he rubbed his semen across her flat abdomen with his strong hands.

He rose from the bed and stood nude looking at the family pictures on her dresser, among them her wedding photo with Dave. Reggie was proud of himself for spoiling a white man's beautiful wife. Poaching married white pussy was like hunting quarry and he enjoyed the sport of it. His nicest trophy was lying in bed, her womb filled with his semen and her body covered with it. Christy was a keeper.

Reggie's smirk at her wedding photo went unnoticed by Christy. She remained in the bed. Her eyes briefly wandered to his huge, flaccid penis coated with the slick, wet sheen she had put on it.

The intense orgasms had left her feeling relaxed and exhausted even though Reggie performed most of the work. But the sex had ended, the euphoria was fading, and rationality began returning to Christy along with her disdain for him. His seed was oozing from her pussy; the excess he had rubbed all over her stomach was drying on her skin, turning into crusty residue. She detested what he did to her.

She had lost count of how many times she came and resented what he made her say and do to him, the way he had forced her body to respond in ways she didn't want. Did her orgasms really mean she enjoyed sex with this vicious criminal and loved him like he kept making her say to him?

She got out of the bed

a ritual. She didn't want him staying in her body, but she knew his penis had gone far inside her and that some of

the weekend she hadn't had sex with him, and her vagina must have tightened some. He was so much

since she made love to Dave, and it was because of

steam on the mirror. Thankfully, the marks Reggie had left on her cheeks weren't too noticeable.

Dave returned home fatigued after working hours in a hot warehouse. He barely responded to Christy's hugs and kisses as she greeted him in the kitchen.

to see them getting along better. Christy must have listened to him last

that looked a little red and puffy, yet failing to recognize the full extent of Christy's anguish. "Are you okay? You look like you've been crying or something,"

each other for a moment. Her

tried to gather her thoughts. The ingredients in the pot provided an excuse. She forced a grin and gave a girlish giggle. "No, I was just cutting some onions and Reggie had to finish them for me. And

smile allayed

crying. She was an incredible fuck, and he didn't want anything jeopardizing that, especially her dumbass husband. He quickly reached into the refrigerator and

How could Dave possibly be that ignorant? But it was working out well for Reggie. Dave was young and he was naïve like Christy had been before Reggie began molesting her. The smile on Reggie's face grew bigger as he took another beer for himself and went into the living room with Dave

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