My Lusty Wicked Degenerate System-Chapter 45: Bigger Than My Husband’s

Faye's breathing was very rapid at this time, because after Walker's palm completely covered her wet vagina, he did not hesitate at all, directly parted her plump labia, gently lifted it up, and pressed the small clitoris that was already engorged and hard.

Yes... it was very embarrassing to be toyed with in front of this so-called husband, but the pleasure was equally intense.

"Ah..." She couldn't help but moan and scream out.

Yakov shuddered when he heard this and stopped moving his hands.

Walker smiled and inserted his fingers directly into her vagina, feeling the incomparable wetness.

Yakov is also a man. He can guess what Walker is doing just from this one action, but he can't see it and has to imagine it. This feeling makes him slightly annoyed.

After all, Faye was a woman with a sense of shame. After moaning softly a few times, she felt too embarrassed. She held the hot colander in one hand and quickly covered her mouth with the other, fearing that she would make even more shameful sounds under the intense stimulation.

"Madam Faye, how can you feed me with just one hand? I have a huge appetite." Walker said with a little dissatisfaction.

In fact, not only Yakov was afraid. Fear also occupied the largest part of Faye's complicated feelings towards Walker. Hearing such a tone, she shuddered all over, and even her plump buttocks were clamped together.

Yakov quickly said, "Master is right, don't be absent-minded."

This cuckold is really qualified. Faye's face was flushed. After hearing this, she shuddered and didn't dare to cover her mouth anymore. She used both hands to pick up the dishes for Walker to eat.

The panties that had been taken off and rolled up above her knees made her feel very uncomfortable. If the color of the panties had not been bright, one could see with the naked eye that the rolled-up piece of cloth was soaked.

Shame, excitement, and a sense of revenge made Faye feel happy. She was not willing to be Yakov's bargaining chip, but she could also feel the double pleasure in such shame.

Walker's fingers were not polite at all, or perhaps because he was too excited to have the patience to proceed step by step, he inserted two fingers directly into her hot and juicy vagina and began to pump and play.

"Ah... Master, please don't dig so deep, I can't bear it..."

Faye leaned forward and made an uncontrollable sound. She seemed to be crying in pain, which made her eyebrows wrinkled. She bit her lower lip and couldn't control the urge to moan.

The underwear was at the knees, which was very inconvenient, but she quietly opened her legs, allowing the man to play with her most sensitive area without restraint.

Yakov looked up and saw the range of the strong arm movements. He could tell how the man's hands were playing with his only legal wife under her skirt.

Walker seemed to be fine. He held the glass in his left hand and drank wine, while his right hand continued to do evil things under her skirt. His fingers, as flexible as if they had life, unscrupulously invaded the plump and flooded vagina.

Yakov's breathing stopped and his eyes widened, because he clearly saw transparent love fluid flowing out from his wife's skirt. The amount was not much but it had already started to flow down her thighs.

"Master, don't dig so deep. It's so sour. I can't stand it."

Even though Faye bit her lower lip modestly and looked painful, she still moaned uncontrollably. She seemed to be resisting shamefully and twisting her buttocks uneasily, which made it easier for the man to play with her more unscrupulously.

Walker enjoyed playing with his fingers even more. Among the thousands of resentful souls, there were many flower thieves and sex-hungry ghosts. Influenced by their personalities, he naturally understood their methods.

These flexible fingers were like a depraved devil, even more stimulating than a real penis. When the fingers' thrusting began to become smooth, Walker could not suppress the urge to show off.

Not only did he wildly thrust in and out with two fingers, he also found the legendary G-spot in her vagina and started rubbing it. The other fingers were not idle either, some pinched the exposed clitoris, and the thumbs circled around the sensitive anus.

The sensitive areas of the shy zone are almost controlled. The methods used by the rapists of all generations are so cruel. Not to mention this good wife, even a seasoned slut can't escape.

"Ah... Master, don't do that, I can't stand it... Ugh, no, I want to pee."

In just two minutes, the deadly pleasure spread throughout her body, her vision went dark, her mind went blank, and she almost lost the ability to think.

Faye let out a moan like crying, pressed her hands on the table, raised her buttocks as high as possible to cater to the man's clutches, and did not care that her so-called husband was right next to her, twisting her buttocks to reach an intense climax.

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The soul-tearing beauty drove her crazy, and perhaps the climax was too intense under the gaze of her husband, so intense that her body was shaking and she felt like it did not belong to her own.

Yakov's eyes widened and his breathing became rapid, because he could see with his own eyes that his wife was lying on the table with her upper body unable to get up and she was smashing the dishes.

She was moaning with her hair disheveled, and liquid seemed to be gushing out from under her skirt, but it was definitely not urine.

Faye was lying on the table with disheveled hair, gasping for breath. The intense orgasm almost suffocated her mature body. Walker pulled out his fingers, and his hands were covered with crystal clear fluid.

"This abalone is really plump and juicy!"

This exclamation of praise made Yakov feel confused. He had already prepared himself mentally, but when he saw his wife being played like this in less than two minutes, he was shocked and didn't know what to think for a moment.

Faye was already a mess, she didn't expect the pleasure to be so intense, she already looked like she was worn out, this was not a performance.

"It's really plump and delicious." Walker shook off the semen on his hands, picked up the abalone from the bowl and took a bite, praising it with a double meaning.

Yakov's voice trembled, and he stood up and said, "Master, I'll go out and watch the door so as not to disturb your leisure time."

It didn't matter whether he was doubting why he was excited or trying to escape. For Walker, almost 80% of the fun would be lost without him.

"No need. No one will disturb you in such a high-end place... If anyone does, I will let him rest in peace."

Walker said in a cold tone: "Madam Faye has something to do next. I'm still very hungry. You stay here and make me something to eat. Not having enough to eat is a very painful thing for me."

"Yes, Master."

Yakov shuddered all over, stood up subconsciously, and took the colander and chopsticks beside him.

Walker could not hide the resentment that flashed in his eyes. Perhaps he also realized that this was a deliberate attempt to make trouble for him. However, for this kind of person, he could find reasons to deceive himself.

Faye reached an orgasm while her vagina was played with in front of her husband, and she couldn't recover for a long time. She was lying on the table and then her whole body went limp and she sat on a chair. She looked particularly seductive with disheveled hair and a flushed face.

Walker was a bit rough. He grabbed her hair and pulled it hard without any mercy.

Faye fell to the ground in pain and regained consciousness. When she came to her senses, she was already kneeling in front of the man, or to be more precise, between his legs.

Walker raised one foot and placed it on her shoulder, looking at her with a smile without saying anything, but this smile was enough to explain everything.

"Master, this is a five-pound lobster. The meat is very thick and full. People who come here usually praise it because the chef's knife skills are the biggest selling point."

Yakov's movements were clumsy, not only because he was fat, but also because he was not focused. As a high-ranking official, he seldom showed courtesy, and at this moment his eyes were completely focused on his ex-wife.

His hands didn't shake, but he made a sound when the bowl was knocked, and the lobster meat almost fell out of the bowl.

Walker's face suddenly turned cold, and he said, "Yakov, you only throw food outside the bowl when you feed it to a dog, and you only throw food on the ground when you feed it to a dead person."

"I'm sorry, young master. I was careless for a moment." Yakov was startled and didn't dare to be distracted anymore. He quickly and carefully rinsed the seafood and put it into Walker's bowl.

He knew which was more important, momentary melancholy or his life, and he always remembered the old monster in front of him who would kill without blinking an eye.

Walker took a bite of meat, dipped it in the juice and ate it, then snorted, "Madam Faye, look at how serious your husband is. You don't need me to remind you what you should do at this point, do you?"

Faye had come back to her senses from the extreme climax. Sitting on the ground, she naturally knew what the man wanted her to do. If they were just two people together, she would not be embarrassed at all.

Shame, isn't it...

Her hesitation was because she didn't want Yakov to see another side of her, or perhaps because he was a stranger and didn't deserve to see these things. She really didn't want to act, but then she thought that if she continued acting, he would be very happy.

"Faye, don't be so hypocritical... If the young master is unhappy, you should know what will happen."

Perhaps it was anger mixed with inexplicable excitement. Yakov roared while picking up the fish. In his distorted and ferocious face, there was excitement that he himself was not aware of.

"Master... Master..."

Faye hummed as if in despair and submission, her eyes filled with confusion and emotion. She knelt between Walker's legs, smiled tenderly, and pulled down Walker's pants with her slender hands.

Walker cooperated with her movements and took off his pants. His penis, which was already hard and painful, stood up to the sky, trembling slightly and full of masculine power.

"It's so big, bigger than my husband's, and so hard... it's scary."

The strong-willed Faye gradually adapted. After being satisfied, she murmured charmingly, glanced at Walker playfully, lowered her head, grabbed the penis and put it in front of her cherry mouth.

The tender little tongue began to lick unscrupulously, as if eating ice cream, but there was no technical content and it felt a bit wild.