Revenge of an Abused Wife
Serving With Whole Heart

Bruk ....

Caviar threw Lidya's body which was still tied to both feet and his hand on the bed. He paid no heed to the screams of even the makian that sounded so loud coming out from the sensual lips of a Lidya.

Caviar stared at Lidya's body like a hungry lion finding tender prey. Instantly, his mind was brought back to the past where he was always spoiled by the sway even he missed the ri*tihan voice of the woman who always made ga*rah in his soul felt satisfied.

"Bad you are, Caviar. Let me be a jerk," cried Lidya screeching her ears.

"Quiet, baby. We're gonna have fun tonight, don't you miss me at all? You used to be so crazy about her." Caviar replied with a spoiled tone of voice rubbing Lidya's face gently with one finger.

"Dwarf ... Fuck, I'd rather die than serve you."

Lidya spat on Caviar's face complete with a sharp gaze with eyeballs and watery.

"Haha ... Doesn't matter. If you don't want to then I will force you to serve me. But, don't blame me if I play rough later. You just choose, want to play soft and there will be no coercion or, rough play but all over your body will hurt because I will force you to do whatever style I ask?'' caviar answered rubbing his face rough.

Lidya just silently stared, there was a fear that now enveloped the recesses of his heart. He was also on the verge of a dilemma now, if he did not follow his wishes then this crazy man would force not even hesitate to torture his body, but he would not at all care if he had to serve a male bastard like Caviar.

"Why shut up, baby. I'll give you 30 minutes to think, just think of this as the last gift before you really die."

Lidya's body felt more vibrating, fear even more haunting his soul. Afraid of being insulted, also afraid of death because there is still something he wants to achieve in his life.

"Will you spare my life if I am willing to serve you?" Lidya with a weak voice.

"Of course, I would consider that if you would serve me the same way you always did. You know, I miss your death wobble dear. Just by imagining it's my heirloom is tense and standing like a gini." Said Caviar rubbing the hemisphere of the tight pants he wore

Lydia was immediately staring at Caviar's heirloom which was already seen hardened and stiffened, he smiled, remembering what he had done to a man named Mark, whom he had successfully crushed a few days ago.

"OK, I will serve you wholeheartedly but, there are conditions," Lidya replied smiling seductively.

"What's the condition, just say it, baby.''

"Let go first and tie my hands and feet, how can I serve you if I'm still in a kayak gini bound?" lirih Lidya with a spoiled tone of voice.

"Hm ... As long as you promise you won't go anywhere, then I'll untie you."

"Haha ... You really made a gair*h in my soul thrashing, Lidya. All right, since we've agreed, I'll release your fish.''

So foolishly Caviar untied Lidya's hands and feet. His heart had truly been filled with na*su birahi who was already completely at the peak of wanting to be channeled.

Without further ado, the man immediately stripped off the clothes he was wearing. Lidya with reddened eyes stared at the heirloom that had once been her favorite object but not anymore.

Lidya was completely disgusted to even feel like she was about to vomit when the crazy man played his own heirloom asking himself to immediately devour it like he said earlier.

"Let's go. Phrase ... I really miss your sensual lips." Pinta Caviar directs her heirloom right in front of Lidya's face.

The nausea seemed to fill his throat now. He tried to hold back with all his might something he actually wanted to throw up.

"Let's go baby, do as you said." Pinta Caviar already really can't bear to immediately be devoured round and round.

Although nauseous at first, Lidya still followed Caviar's will. His heirloom was completely devoured until it filled Lidya's mouth now. Caviar immediately closed his eyes feeling the sensation of nik*at matchless.

"Yes, honey. Like that, it tastes good. Hhhh ..." Caviar really did confirm kenik*atan.

Lydia was getting deeper into the heirloom of the man she really hated. The tears of a Lidya immediately fell on his thin face, condemning his own actions for doing such a disgusting thing.

'Just wait, I'll give you a surprise, asshole, ' (inner Lidya)

Sure enough, when Caviar was at the top of keni*matan and his tribe was really made to float in the air, suddenly ....

Greek ....

Lidya bit Caviar's heirloom with all her might made the man cry hysterically, the ni*mat he had originally felt was replaced with an immeasurable pain.

"AAAAABY ..." Shouted Caviar's ears.

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