She was perfection. Vadim watched his wife, sleeping beside him in the car on the way back to their home and felt his breath catch in his throat at how stunningly beautiful she was.
She’d showered at the club rinsing the aftereffects of their play from her body. However, her face was still stained with her mascara down her cheeks from when he’d throat f****d her so hard tears flowed. The way he’d choked her on his c**k while she gagged and sputtered while their audience applauded her as a perfect good girl.
He'd checked in with her frequently. Anton checked in with her frequently. Keary checked in with her as well. She’d stretched herself to the limits and he was never more elated she was all his.
She’d used her safe word goldfish tonight. While she thoroughly enjoyed Keary and his tou
