"Sorry for the... you know..." Dina said, leaning on the front car window, looking embarrassed and guilty as she gestured at Viana, who was wiping her face clean from Dina's squirt. Her clothes around her face were damp. "All the face thing... you can do the sa to after if you want..."
Viana, already annoyed at getting splashed, controlled her anger and said, "I'll pass..." She put her hand on the steering wheel and continued, "Bye..."
anwhile, Kevin, who was still dressing up, smiled at Dina as she looked helplessly at Viana. He waved his hand and said, "Bye, and if you want, your favorite dick is just one call away."
Dina blushed as she heard Kevin's parting words. He was alluding to her recent admission that his penis was better than her husband's. Kevin, noticing her expression, smiled amusedly. Viana also smiled the sa way as she drove off, leaving Dina standing there feeling embarrassed and guilty. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself before making her way into the large estate ahead.
This was the main base of the Benvar family, a place of grandeur and importance. Today, a critical eting about the den was scheduled. Sothing significant had co up just a few hours ago, and she learned about it while chatting with her friend at the restaurant. The urgency of the situation weighed on her mind as she approached the entrance.
Her steps were hesitant, her mind still reeling from the intense encounter with Kevin. likely due to her slightly disheveled appearance and the lingering flush on her cheeks. She straightened her posture, trying to exude confidence and professionalism despite the whirlwind of emotions inside her, as she made the entry. Coppery materials primarily constructed the building, giving it a warm, rich appearance, while intricate purple accents added a touch of elegance and regality.
The grounds in front of the estate were bustling with activity. Youngsters and elders alike were engaged in rigorous practice sessions, honing their skills with determination and discipline. The air was filled with the sounds of clashing weapons and focused shouts.
Many professional-looking individuals and warriors clad in armor moved purposefully around the grounds. Their presence added an aura of seriousness to the atmosphere. Most of them had the signature purple hair, a distinctive trait of the Benvar family, indicating their lineage and loyalty.
Dina avoided eye contact with everyone who greeted her as she walked toward the main building. Spotting soone a short distance ahead, her pace slowed as guilt washed over her once more. Shaking it off, she quickened her steps and was about to walk past the person when he suddenly said, "Why the hurry?"
It was her husband. He wasn't a true-blood Benvar, evident from his black hair and beard, but he commanded respect nonetheless. So younger family mbers looked at him with admiration, while the older ones treated him with respect. One of them had been talking with him before, and seeing him now speaking to his wife, quickly bid farewell, not wanting to be part of any potential trouble. "I'll see you inside, Elder Reynold."
"What do you want?" Dina asked, sounding a bit annoyed.
"Can't I just talk to my wife without needing a reason?" he said with a smile, matching Dina's quickened pace.
"Stop bullshitting and tell why you stopped . I'm already late," Dina snapped, walking even faster. She could still feel the wetness between her thighs, making her feel even guiltier as her husband walked beside her.
Reynold smiled, amused by her troubled expression. "Who was with you in that car?" he asked.
Dina had dreaded this mont, knowing he'd ask about the car, which was why she didn't want to talk to him in the first place. When he initiated the conversation, she braced herself and answered, "I was with Viana and her granddaughter's boyfriend." Technically, it wasn't a lie, but it felt like one. For so reason, she didn't want to admit she had been having sex with Kevin, unlike with others before.
Her husband's smile widened, taking on a more sinister edge. "Your new toy?" he asked, his tone dripping with implication.
Dina hesitated. She had never lied to her husband about cheating before; she'd always been upfront about it, as he was with her. But this ti, she didn't want to tell him the truth. Not because she loved Kevin or anything like that, but she didn't want him to do anything to him. As she thought about Kevin's penis, her vaginal walls spasd slightly, making her look down. With a hint of hesitation, she replied, "No, should I make him?" Her expression was taunting as she t Reynold's gaze.
Reynold's gaze sharpened, his eyes narrowing as he noticed the subtle shift in Dina's deanor. She was usually straightforward about her affairs, but tonight, there was sothing guarded and hesitant in her posture that set off alarms in his mind. He knew her well enough to sense when she was holding sothing back. Despite his growing suspicion, he decided to take her words at face value-for now. His reply carried a hint of nace, "You can do whatever you want, but don't be surprised if I break it before you get the chance to play with it." His tone was edged with a barely concealed threat.
Dina t his comnt with a sardonic chuckle, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Well, be my guest," she said, her voice dripping with irony. She then turned on her heel and took a different path, heading into the vast and imposing structure ahead. Her stride was purposeful, but there was a slight unsteadiness to her gait that betrayed her inner turmoil. Reynold watched her as she walked away, his eyes lingering on her retreating figure. The way she moved, a bit off-kilter and tense, only deepened his suspicion. His mind raced with questions, 'Should I check him out?' But after a mont of contemplation, he shook his head, deciding it wasn't worth the trouble at the mont. He turned and continued on his own path, but the uneasy feeling lingered. The image of Dina's slightly unsteady walk and her ambiguous responses gnawed at him as he went about his business.
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