The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Janet’s actions bewitched Ethan.

After the reception, she had changed into a silk slip dress, which outlined her figure perfectly.

Unable to hold himself back any longer, Ethan scooped her up and carried her to the bed, kissing her deeply.

The room was quiet, and the lights were dim. On the bed was a blurry entanglement of limbs.

Blushing furiously, Janet wanted to close her eyes, but in the end, they stayed open. She wanted to see just how much Ethan would lose control of himself.

Sure enough, her husband was out of control. After all, he had restrained himself for what seemed like an eternity.

The bed initially had a heart-shaped flower petal arrangement, but now, it was a complete mess as the man and woman kissed each other with reckless abandon.

The kiss lasted for a long time. Janet lost track of the time, fully immersed in Ethan’s presence. His breath grew short as he reached for the hem of her dress, planting kisses from her lips to her neck to her waist, and finally in between her thighs…

Janet felt her legs being parted and her lace underwear was rolled to her ankles by the man. The man’s warm breath tickled her exposed pussy, his wet, soft tongue drawing circles on her labia.

her voice sounded different—it

his waist. His fingers reached between her thighs and parted her

perfection. He returned to the area between Janet’s thighs. His finger moved

her toes curled up, Janet stared at the

something hard rubbing

look up,

hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat. Janet looked at him in a daze. Grabbing her chin, he whispered, “Don’t be afraid.

his lips against

her body. When it met a thin film, Ethan took a slight breath and gently

Janet wince and curl up,

the man, and tossed

entangled on the bed, the woman’s legs

gently kissed Janet’s lips. He didn’t thrust

woman. Janet forgot how to breathe. When the tip