The Wife's Tribulations

My wife, wearing high-heeled bridal shoes, was slightly taller than me. I lifted her left leg and pulled it to my waist, exposing her thick, dark forest to my view. My burning erection finally found that alluring entrance.

"Ah!" We both cried out in pleasure at the same time.

At that moment, I felt a pang of resentment towards my parents for not giving me a few more centimeters of height. With my wife in high heels, each thrust required me to arch my body upwards with force. I wanted to carry her to the bed, but the image of those two men molesting my wife kept flashing through my mind. They ultimately failed to enjoy the goddess's deliciousness, and I was going to complete their unfinished business. Unfinished

business? No! Xiao Juan is clearly my woman, my wife! How could I be replacing someone else?

"Ah! Uh... Gently... Gently..." My wife was being choked by me, barely able to make a sound.

I held my wife's legs and thrust forcefully, but her passage was somewhat dry, with little nectar.

I gritted my teeth and suddenly cursed, "You slut! Aren't you even going to let it flow? You're not even interested in your own husband, who are you thinking about? Which other man are you thinking about, huh? Tell me! Tell me!" My wife trembled, her writhing body gradually stopping. She frowned slightly, her bright eyes staring at me with disbelief, tears welling up in her eyes. Disappointment?

Surprise? Or disbelief?

"Still pretending with me, huh! I'll teach you to pretend!" I cursed inwardly. Did she want to beg for mercy? Did she think I'd give her that chance? I thrust into my wife's passage several times without any mercy.

"Ah! Ah!" My wife cried out in pain, tears finally streaming down her face.

But I seemed oblivious to all of this. At that moment, the video footage and fantasies in my mind vanished, making me disregard my wife's feelings. I only wanted to vent, as if my wife had become an unfaithful woman. "

You defiled angel, still pretending to be pure in front of me? You're still crying? Do you even have the right to cry?"

I roared, like an electric motor, relentlessly taking from my wife's body, again and again.

"Let me go...you...let me go, it hurts!"

My wife could no longer endure my almost cruel treatment; her voice was choked with sobs, utterly pitiful.

Is that so? You feel pain, is it physical pain or heartache?

I released my right hand from my wife's neck, and in the process, lifted her right leg as well.

Now both her feet were off the ground, her legs held to my waist, spread wide apart.

"Clatter!" A crisp sound; my wife's right high heel fell to the ground, while her left high heel wobbled precariously, almost falling off at any moment.

I don't know how much time passed, but with a roar, a stream of essence surged into the depths of her passage, even some of our joined bodies overflowing.

[The End]

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