One of the forbidden pleasures I enjoyed in the past was receiving sexual services from a wife who was unfaithful to her husband.
A sacred promise to always be together, through sick and happiness. It became meaningless when my cock was involved.
For some reason, my cock in the past became a sacred object fought over by maids and married women. I don't know why, but I was certainly trapped in the forbidden pleasures of a wife with her husband waiting at home.
The same thing happened again, this time in a place where it shouldn't have happened.
Clinnggg!!
Clliinngg!!
The wedding ring, reflecting the room's light, shone brightly, tarnishing the sacred vows of a wife who had cheated on her husband. I felt a little more at ease knowing her husband had fled the country and had a criminal record that could be prosecuted.
It could be a reason to defend a lonely wife or a lawsuit against an irresponsible husband.
