The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 871 ple@sure

A man and woman rolled on the bed and lay on top of each other. All of a sudden, the former rolled up the latter’s tight skirt, exposing her fair and slender legs.

Janet’s white shirt had been torn open, revealing her plump bre@sts cupped in her white bra. They were as flawless as porcelain if it were not for the red marks Brandon had made.

At this moment, he straddled Janet’s waist and hastily took off her coat.

He then moved to separate her legs, and the white panties underneath her dress was exposed.

It was soaking w*et, and the middle part was sticking to her vagina.

Brandon removed her underwear and stroked Janet’s w*et vulva with his slender finger.

He touched her quivering hole and, suddenly, inserted his finger in it.

As he stimulated her insides, he caressed her bre@st at the same time. In an instant, her nipples turned red and hard. They looked as though they were waiting to be fondled and played with.

Janet, who was lying on herback, gasped in anticipation. She looked down and watched as Brandon kneaded her bre@st. As it was big, he could not hold it with one hand and could only squeeze it into different shapes.

“Is this enough?” Brandon teasingly asked as he gazed at the look of ple@sure on Janet’s face.

She did not answer and just blushed with embarrassment as his finger circled in her w*et insides. Brandon’s finger was slender yet powerful. As it rubbed against her G-spot, Janet whimpered and quivered.

he mischievously asked. Janet

off his trousers and aimed his strong and hard d*ck at her hole. Then, ever so slowly, he pushed it

Janet unconsciously grabbed the bed sheet, and the void and heat of her b*ody were instantly dispelled. As Brandon moved faster and faster, her mind went blank, as

again, Janet felt as though her b*ody

to the bathroom,” Brandon whispered, their bodies hot

tired…” Janet replied with a

carried her into the bathroom and turned the shower on.

would be a gentleman and bathe her, but she was wrong. Accompanied by the sound of rain outside,

his waist, Brandon

from her lips, to her neck, and down to her collarbone. As he moved downwards, Janet’s desire was stirred once

and whispered seductively, “You’re w*et. Do you

approval, he caressed her bre@sts

the fire, he stimulated her cl*toris, and her whole b*ody trembled like a

was because Brandon had f*cked her

in a hoarse voice, “It…

stopped at once. “Where

Janet answered with a

covered with sticky liquid, and some of it was

he saw that her vagina was

so much when we were doing it?” he asked

when you got in for the third

sudden, something occurred to