"Mm... so tasty, ahh," I moaned into Sofia’s tits, drinking from them while her husband listened to her moans, standing in the kitchen just after making his coffee.
"Ahhh, Alex, you are so naughty," Sofia cried as I suddenly bit her nipple, making her gasp with pleasure.
Bang.
A loud sound ca from the kitchen counter, like soone had slamd sothing down in anger.
Sofia clung to , startled by the noise. We both looked around. It was her husband, looking furious.
He had just slamd his cup onto the kitchen counter, coffee spilled everywhere. He looked like I had stolen his wife and gotten her pregnant... well, that’s exactly what I did.
"Buddy, you okay?" I asked as he looked ready to murder soone.
"How dare you?" he said angrily, slowly turning to look at us.
"How dare you brainwash my wife?" he shouted, his nostrils flaring, the veins in his neck visible.
"Alex did nothing like that," Sofia spoke up, still clinging to tightly, her naked boobs pressed against my shirt leaking milk all over it.
"That’s exactly what he did! You weren’t like this, Sofia—you were never like this before. Cheating on , and even getting pregnant by so dude who’s half your age... why the hell would you even do sothing like that?" Sofia’s husband shouted furiously, his voice shaking with anger and disbelief.
"Calm down, man, just calm down," I said casually, putting Sofia’s boobs in my hands and squeezing and playing with them while he kept shouting, completely unfazed by his outburst.
"I’m gonna kill this son of a bitch! I swear I’ll kill him!" Sofia’s husband shouted at the top of his lungs, then ca running toward us in a burst of rage.
"Hey!" Sofia stood up from my lap quickly, her boobs jiggling as she got to her feet, trying to stop him by placing a firm hand on his chest, pushing against him to hold him back.
"Out of the way, Sofia. Move!" he snapped angrily. "I’ll make sure he never, ever approaches you again after today," he said, curling his fist tightly, his knuckles turning white with tension.
I leaned back on the sofa, completely relaxed, stretching my arms along the backrest, watching the entire scene unfold like it was nothing more than entertainnt.
"You think I need to approach your wife, motherfucker? She’ll co to whether I say anything or not," I said firmly, my voice steady and confident.
"You know what? I’m going to call the police. They’ll find out what kind of dirt you have on my wife, and then you’ll know what happens," he said, trying to pick up the landline phone from the kitchen counter with shaking hands.
"Go ahead, call them—and while you’re at it, tell them to bring so baby diapers on the way. I’m sure you’ll also tell them I got your wife pregnant," I said, smiling slightly, almost mockingly.
"You—!" he shouted again in pure anger, slamming the phone onto the floor with force. He knew, deep down, that there wasn’t really anything he could do in this situation.
"Alex, let’s go to my room... just leave him be," Sofia said as she ca up to , gently trying to pull up from the sofa, her voice softer but urgent.
"Co here, baby... we aren’t going anywhere," I said, pulling Sofia back onto so she settled onto my lap again, as I started playing with her boobs again, right there in front of her husband without any hesitation.
"You see these?" I said, looking straight at him. "I drank from them when you were in xico on your little trip. They taste so damn good... I’m sure she never let you suck on these," I added, keeping my tone firm and provocative, as I put Sofia’s tits in my mouth and started drinking the milk straight from them again without hesitation.
"Ahhh, Alex, please... let’s go to my room," Sofia said again, her voice softer and more aroused now, clearly affected by how confidently I was taking her in front of her husband, her body reacting more and more.
"Mmm... you are so wet, Sofia," I said, noticing clearly that Sofia’s shorts were damp from her pussy, the fabric visibly wet as she shifted slightly, showing just how much she was leaking and how worked up she had beco.
I put my finger on Sofia’s pussy over the shorts as I rubbed her gently and slowly, watching closely and carefully, looking at how her husband would react to what I was doing right in front of him.
He saw playing with his wife’s pussy openly, right there in front of him without any sha or hesitation, and there was nothing he could do in that mont.
"Ahhh, Alex..." Sofia moaned softly as I rubbed her clit gently, her voice low and trembling with pleasure, her body reacting more with every small movent, her breathing uneven, fingers gripping tightly as sensations overwheld her
Sofia’s husband ca closer in a sudden movent and pulled Sofia by her arm, forcing her to get up from my lap. Sofia stumbled slightly from the force and fell onto the couch beside , clearly caught off guard by his sudden and aggressive action, her balance completely thrown off by the unexpected pull.
"Motherfucker, don’t you dare touch her," I said, standing up in front of Sofia’s husband and looking straight into his eyes, my expression turning serious and intense as I faced him directly, my posture stiffening as the tension between us grew even heavier.
"You... you destroyed my life," he said, his voice shaking as he got overwheld by my presence and the situation around him. It was the first ti I had shown him that I could get angry too if needed, and that shift in my deanor clearly affected him more than he expected, making him hesitate, his confidence breaking as he struggled to even maintain eye contact.
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