"Ah! Karen! You are so strong! Now...now where should I press...?" the woman asked softly, sowhat shyly. The feeling just now made her unable to stop.
The intense peak pleasure made won find unprecedented comfort during the climax. Her whole body seed completely liberated, floating in the clouds.
Though ashad, she couldn't help recalling the wonderful orgasm she had just experienced. Her heart swirled with sha and resistance, yet also longing, making her skin crawl as if scratched by a hundred ants. She twisted unconsciously, lifting her snow-white, plump buttocks slightly.
Harry smirked evilly and ignored her question. Instead, he pried open her plump, elastic cheeks with his hands, pressing his body against her back and buttocks from behind. Gripping the base of his penis, he slowly pushed the hot, rigid length into her squirming, slippery vagina.
Her buttocks were soft yet tight. His thick shaft slid along her tender crease, brushing her pink anus before sinking into her soaked entrance. It felt like plunging into a wet swamp, his flesh sinking deeper and deeper.
Hearing no response, the woman frowned in surprise.
Suddenly, realization struck. She yanked off her eye mask and twisted to look behind her.
But what she saw horrified her, no one stood there. Karen, the female technician who had been giving her SPA, was gone!
"Ah!~~ Ugh!—" The woman suddenly understood, the thing inside her wasn't a SPA tool. It was a man's penis!
A scorching, hard male organ! The most shaful part of a man!
And the invisible, muscular body pressing against her, the hard chest—it was unmistakably a man!
This wasn't Karen!
This wasn't a SPA!
She had been raped!!
She'd been violated by a stranger right beside her husband, without even realizing it—and worse, she'd enjoyed it, even climaxed!!
Her terrified scream cut off, replaced by panicked whimpers.
"Mmm!~~~Hmm!~~~Haaa!~~~Hmm!~~~~Mmm!!—"
Strong hands seized her waist, hoisting her buttocks up. Her dripping vagina, still throbbing from her earlier orgasm, was speared by that thick, burning shaft again! Then ca the relentless thrusts, the powerful collisions of a dominant, unseen body!
"Ah!~~~Um!!~~~Um!~~~Hmm!~~~" Her eyes flew wide in horror. No one was there, yet she felt everything—the weight pinning her down, the hot, thick flesh pistoning inside!
Fear and sha crashed over her like a suffocating net.
Trembling, cold sweat poured down her forehead.
"Wife?! Wife! What's wrong? Why do you sound like that? Seriously, moaning during a massage like you're getting fucked! I never knew you were this sensitive! Is Karen's technique that good? Makes want to try her too!"
The man cheating with the female technician paused his odd movents, eyeing the curtain curiously.
"Mmm!!~Mmm!~~~Hmm!~~Hmm!!~~~" She writhed, trying to break free from Harry's grip, tugging at the hand muffling her screams, desperate to call for her husband.
But Harry's cock was already buried deep inside her. The swollen, fiery length plunged into her sensitive walls, overwhelming her with unbearable pleasure. Her body quivered, limbs turning weak and limp.
"Pah pah pah~~~" His hips slapped her plump, jiggling cheeks, flesh smacking loudly. Each thrust turned her cries into trembling gasps and whimpers.
The little resistance she had lted under the pleasure. She could only shake her head weakly, sobbing as tears and sweat stread down her face. Her chestnut waves swayed, her jaw glistening with misery.
She'd just gotten married!
Just found love and built a family!
She had received the best education since childhood and had always adhered to the duties of a woman, guarding her pride and chastity. Over the years, though many pursued her and soone she liked had appeared, she rejected all temptations.
As a lady from a noble family, she possessed the conservatism and reserve of a traditional woman, as well the pride of superiority.
Until she married her current husband.
Her husband was young, handso, talented, romantic, and gentle—a perfect match for her.
This marriage made her very happy and satisfied.
But now… she was being raped right next to her husband! The dirty root of flesh pumped into her pure body, violating her chastity again and again!
After the initial shock and fear ca despair, followed by endless humiliation and sha!
She felt she had lost her pride and purity. She hated her own filthiness and was disgusted by her own degradation! It made her wish for death!
"Wife? Wife! Say sothing! What's wrong with you? You… mmm… are you okay?… Uhh…" The man tried to rise from the flushed female technician to check on his wife, but the technician, now fully into the act, pulled him back with a coquish tug.
The experienced technician rolled her hips, and the man's body instantly lted. He groped her breasts fiercely, kissed her seductive lips, sucking greedily, before thrusting into her again with renewed vigor.
"What else can I do? It's just that Sister Karen's skills are so good, and she serves my sister-in-law so well!~~~" The technician threw him a sultry glance, swaying her hips enticingly, letting his penis twitch deep inside her.
The man, lost in pleasure, paid no mind to his wife's distress. Panting heavily, he mounted Karen like a beast, grunting as he rutted into her, chasing ecstasy on her body.
"Mmm!~~~~Mmm!~~~Mmm!~~~Ahh!~~~Mmm!~~~Mmm!~~~" The woman's muffled cries grew weaker under Harry's relentless assault.
Tears stread down her face. Spoiled since childhood, educated in the finest ways, and valuing chastity above all, she never imagined that she—once untouched—would be raped beside her own husband just ten days into their marriage!
Her husband would never guess that in this very room, right beside him, his beautiful bride was being violated so brutally!
"Hold on, I suggest you don't scream! Ms. Riley, what's done is done—you even ca from my fucking! If you scream and your husband gets suspicious, do you think he'll divorce you on the spot? Hmm? Your reputation will be ruined! But if you stay quiet, let finish quickly and leave, I promise no one will ever know.
You can pretend nothing happened, keep your happy life, your perfect family, your status as Ms. Riley. But if your husband finds out? You'll lose everything. You'll be a joke—a dirty, worthless, raped slut!!"
Harry's dark, mocking voice slithered into her ear. The woman's struggles ceased, her whimpers cutting off abruptly.
She trembled violently, as if wrestling with an impossible choice.
"Made up your mind? Then close your eyes, get on all fours, stick that slutty ass out, and let give you another good one!"
The voice taunted. The weight pressing against her shifted as Harry pulled his dripping penis from her soaked pussy.
"Huff!~~Huff!~~~" The woman panted, her body quaking.
Finally, defeated, she obeyed. She climbed off the bed, spread her legs, arched her plump, bubble-like buttocks, and shut her eyes in sha.
Her long, flawless legs and sculpted rear were a vision of perfection.
Harry's hand left her mouth, trailing down her oil-slicked body, teasing every inch.
Wherever he touched, she shivered—whether from fear or unwanted pleasure, she didn't know.
Tears spilled as she glanced guiltily toward the curtain.
On the other side was her beloved new husband.
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