Mike lets out a loud, booming laugh that vibrates through his chest, a sound of pure, mocking triumph. He doesn't offer her a gentle moment of afterglow; instead, he looks down at her with a gaze full of derision, watching the way her eyes are glazed and her jaw hangs limp.
"It's fucking funny seeing you right now," he sneers, his voice dripping with a cruel, condescending amusement. "The great, dignified Marielle!"
"The perfect mother, the perfect wife... reduced to a leaking, gagging mess of my seed!" Mike facepalmed and laughed even more. "You look absolutely pathetic."
'This bastard... after letting it all out in my mouth and throat... he's still treating me like some trash...' Marielle thought. 'I can't love his personality at all... but his semen... and cock... I'll... maybe... reconsider that...'
