Stephanie Duarte (author)


Stephanie duarte

They were barely more than a handful, but they were gorgeous.

Desiree groaned, feeling short of breath as she felt the hands on her chest. His entire upper body weight was pushing her deeper into the bed, driving the breath out of her. Michael continued slamming his cock in and out of her inflamed cunt, and she felt the stirrings of her orgasm again. She grimaced as she thought of the bruises she'd have tomorrow on her thighs.

Michael felt her tighten up around her as she moaned out an orgasm, and with one final thrust, buried himself inside of her as ropes of cum shot out of his cock. He sat there for a minute catching his breath before he pulled out of her, and laughed silently to himself as he saw how open her pussy looked, cum leaking from it.

He stood, dressing as Desiree was panting on the bed.

"That was wonderful, baby." She said. "A little rough, but I came so hard, Alex."

Michael took a minute to look over his handiwork. Desiree was covered in sweat, her breasts had large red marks from his hands and her inner thighs and cunt were bright red from the pounding they had just received. He turned to leave, and remembered the camera he had seen.

He grabbed it, snapping a few pictures of Desiree as she turned her head towards the sound. "Is that my camera?"

Michael grabbed an old shirt from the pile of clothes, narrowly revealing the video camera that he didn't know was there, and started to dab up the cum leaking from the woman. Desiree jumped as she felt the fabric touch her.

Michael carelessly threw the shirt back on the pile and walked out.
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Alex swallowed nervously as he pulled into his driveway. Michael was nowhere to be seen. Maybe he hadn't taken the bait after all.

He walked upstairs, and after hiding the video camera, untied his wife. She took the blindfold off, and glared at him.

"Where the hell were you? It's been over an hour, at least."

"Sorry, baby," Alex murmured. He took a shot in the dark. "How was it?"

Desiree smiled slightly. "It was good." Alex felt his heart jump as she said, "I'm not sure I enjoyed how rough you got at the end, but that definitely belongs in our top ten."

Alex smiled, trying to control his eyes from darting to where he had hidden the camera. He kissed the top of her head as he put her arm around her. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

Desiree sunk further into his chest. "I thought you had to go to the office?"

Alex struggled to keep his breathing even. "I did. I'm sorry I took so long to get back."

Desiree's eyes shot open as she looked up at him. "O-oh, really?"

"Yeah, I really didn't think I was gonna be gone this long."

Desiree was silent as she considered the implications. Her mind whirled with emotions. Alex would never forgive her if she told him. He was extremely possessive of her.

Alex couldn't wait to watch that tape later tonight.

It didn't occur to Desiree until the next day that her camera was missing.

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