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Her wide eyes meet mine, and she ss But she only hesitates for a second before she uses the wall as support and pushes her thong down her still shaking legs I walk over to her, and she hands them over, her cheeks red

I turn back to Matt “You wanted a taste” It took some time, but that was all Blakely and I had in the hospital rooot her to tell me every little second of detail that happened while he had her “I thought I’d oblige Consider it your last meal” I shove her cum-covered underwear into his mouth And then slap my hand over it while Tyson rips off some duct tape from the roll and places multiple pieces over his face when I remove my hand

Matt’s body starts convulsing as if he’s fighting not to throw up and choke on his own vomit

I grip his face and force him to look up at o and ca smile at the horror in his wide eyes “In case you ondering why they’re so wet”

His face goes red with rage while he glares up at me

I told my wife that no one would ever hear or watch me fuck her, and I meant every word But I never promised that another man wouldn’t taste my cum out of her cunt, smeared on her underwear It’s why I bit her neck and slapped her inner thigh in the car I wanted to show her off to hiet Noown him as much as he wishes he owned her I could have come in a cup and forced hi her but not without me—my wife and I are a team A Lord and a Lady

I slap the side of his face,him flinch “I’ll see you soon”

With that, I turn and grab Blake’s hand and exit the room with Tyson behind us “When do you want hi the door

I look at my wife and see her cheeks flushed and eyes on the floor, knowing that I have soht” It’s Thursday, so that gives me the rest of the week and all weekend to spend at hos to me Till death do us part

BLAKELY

SUNDAY NIGHT, I sit on the couch inside of the office at the cathedral Ryat silently sits at the desk when a soft knock comes on the door

“Come in,” Ryat calls out

I look up from the couch to see Tyson enter I don’t knohy I expected him to be dressed in his cloak and mask, but he’s not Instead, he wears a pair of black jeans and a black V-neck T-shirt His dark hair just as unkept as usual “He’s ready”