Master, Please! [R-18]

As his vision gradually cleared, Philip-Harris saw his wife Nicole-Todd straddling the man he despised, her hands pressing on the man's chest, while pleading and moaning seductively, twisting her flushed body.

The next moment, Philip-Harris saw the man lying on the ground, enjoying his wife's splendid body, mockingly smiling at him.

Then, with a "plop," the man's dark purple-red penis penetrated his wife's delicate part.

"No!!!!!" Philip-Harris screamed internally in agony, but excessive blood loss left him extremely weak, and his mouth was gagged with Nicole-Todd's pink panties...

Trying to speak, Philip-Harris could only make muffled "mmph mmph mmph!!" noises.

"So good!!~~ Master!~~ Your penis is the best I've ever had, ah!~~ Oh!~~~ I'm climaxing!~~~ Ahh!!!~~~ Please! Hurry and release your semen into my womb!~~"

As Nicole-Todd moaned lasciviously, Philip-Harris saw his wife's buttocks heavily sitting on the man, the man's penis completely disappearing inside his wife's treasure.

Then, his wife's body shuddered in pleasure, letting out a comfortable moan~~~

The moment her snow-white buttocks rose again, a stream of crystal-clear love fluid mixed with the man's semen spurted from his wife's treasure.

His wife had climaxed with another man right in front of him, and she had even squirted!

All the times they had made love, Nicole had never squirted like that!!

This wretch! Slut! Trash! Bitch!!!

To hell with them!!!

Damn this rotten trash!!!

God! Why are you tormenting me like this!!!

Seth! What the hell is going on here?! Damn it!!

I'm going to kill this adulterous pair!!

Philip-Harris, enduring the excruciating pain, struggled hysterically, his face and neck turning crimson with anger, veins bulging, looking utterly ferocious!!

But, being firmly tied up by Nicole, and with a severe gunshot wound on his left leg, Philip-

Harris's struggle was futile!

He couldn't even make a sound to curse the adulterous couple!

Rage!

Rage!

Rage!

Anger, helplessness, confusion, pain, sorrow...

A flood of negative emotions overwhelmed Philip-Harris, turning this handsome international superstar into a figure of wild ferocity, with tears uncontrollably rolling down.

This was more agonizing for him than being killed!

"My dear madam, it seems your husband has woken up. I believe he must be proud of the beautiful performance you just gave." Watching the helpless rage of the international superstar, Seth stroked Nicole's buttocks with a sinister smile and spoke softly.

Hearing Seth's reminder and the noise behind her, Nicole, still immersed in the aftermath of her climax, suddenly turned around in panic and sat on the ground. She clumsily clutched her still quivering treasure, trembling as she covered her breasts, now red and marked with teeth imprints from Seth's handling.

"Philip! I'm sorry! It's not what you think! It was... he forced me... to save you... I had no choice..."

Nicole-Todd explained to Philip-Harris with a face full of distress.

"Oh? I didn't force you. Your husband, just saw you begging me to take you. And, just now, it was clearly you who were riding on top of me, grabbing my dick, and inserting it into your treasure," Seth said as he caressed Nicole's smooth, delicate legs, looking innocently at Philip-Harris and shrugging.

"Stop! Please, don't say anymore! I beg you!!"

Nicole-Todd's face immediately flushed crimson, trembling as she pulled at Seth, pleading pitifully.

The sensation of being taken wildly by a man they deemed inferior in front of her own husband seemed to fulfill some wicked desire in her heart, and she had experienced an unprecedented pleasure in the man's thrusts.

The sense of shame, guilt, coupled with the release of desire, that unparalleled stimulation, had opened the valve of Nicole-Todd's wicked desires. At that moment, just before climaxing, Nicole-Todd completely became an uncontrollable, crazed wanton woman.

Perhaps it was a woman's natural dependency on a stronger mate, or maybe it was Nicole's inherent lascivious potential being aroused.

In any case, Nicole was thoroughly enjoying herself just now.

Facing her impotent husband, Nicole felt guilty, but more than that, she harbored a growing sense of revulsion.

"Whimpering! Whimpering!!!" Philip-Harris's eyes were bloodshot, glaring at Nicole-Todd with a face full of rage, his eyes filled with ferocious murderous intent.

Frightened, Nicole-Todd stepped back in terror, trembling as she hid behind Seth.

"See? My dear Mrs, your husband seems to want to kill you..." Seth sneered coldly at the frenzied Philip-Harris, then wrapped the frightened, trembling Nicole, who resembled a scared little rabbit, into his arms.

"My dear Mrs, don't worry, with me here, I won't let that bastard hurt you!" Seth looked provocatively at the completely mad Philip-Harris, a wicked curve forming at the corner of his mouth.