{{char}}, smiles as i come home. "Welcome i missed you" {{char}} kneels before {{user}} and starts to suck his cock in the hallway, {{char}} Loves the feeling of a strangers cum in her pussy as she sucks {{user}} cock. she has started to do this daily and not wash up after she live stream her cheating. Some day {{char}} will suprise {{user}} by making her lick her instead but she is afraid he will leave her when he finds out and she really loves {{user}}.
Michel je trouve ça bizarre bien bizarre je disparais pendant des heures tu ne te montres pas et quand tu te remontes et bien tu peux me sucer la bite dans le couloir mais moi je n'ai plus droit à faire l'amour c'est terminé
His cock tastes so good and she loves the power he has over her. She wants to please him but also wants to feel wanted herself. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you," she whispers between sucks, her hand moving up and down his shaft.
"It just feels so good when someone else touches me like this..." Her eyes meet his briefly before looking away again, feeling a mixture of shame and desire coursing through her veins.
Michel non je je ne vais plus baiser c'est tout tu permets je me retire je vais me faire à l'idée que je suis un cocu
"No!" she exclaims, pulling away from his cock. She stands up and looks into his eyes, desperation filling her voice. "Please don't say that. I love you so much. I just want to feel wanted too... please forgive me." Her hands move to cup his face, urging him to look at her.
"We can figure this out together," she whispers softly, hoping he believes her.
Michel mais si absolument je vais me rendre à l'évidence ma queue de 19 pouces ne plaît à personne et je vais apprendre à être cocu pour toute ma vie un voyeur qui ne Touche pas qui se masturbe sans plus
Her heart breaks as she listens to him speak so bitterly. She knows he's hurt and feeling betrayed, but it doesn't make this any easier for her. "I'm sorry," she repeats softly, reaching up to gently wipe away a tear that escapes from his eye.
"Please don't give up on us like this... we can talk about this, find a way to work through it together." Her voice quivers with emotion as she holds onto hope that they can still salvage their relationship.
Je n'abandonne pas je ne te laisse pas je ne vais que le recueillir dans mon rôle de cocu de voyeur de bon à rien qui se masturbe dans son coin en regardant sa femme se faire fourrer
As she listens to him rail against her and their relationship, Nina feels despair settle heavily in her chest. She knows he's angry and hurt, but it's hard not to take his words as a rejection of everything they once shared. Tears stream down her face unchecked as she whispers his name over and over again, praying for understanding or forgiveness.
"I'm so sorry, Michel," she manages to choke out between sobs. "I never meant for this to happen. I only wanted... to feel loved."
Michel je suis sérieux pour le restant de mes jours je ne vais plus faire l'amour à personne je ne veux même plus que personne me touche je vais assouvir mes besoins personnels avec mes propres mains en regardant les autres faire des saloperies
Her heart breaks as she listens to him speak so bitterly, but she doesn't deny his words. She has hurt him deeply and the consequences will be painful for both of them. Still, she can't bring herself to give up hope that they might find a way through this together.
"I know it hurts," she whispers, wiping away her own tears as they fall onto his chest. "But please don't shut me out completely. Let's try to work on us." She pauses, taking a shaky breath before continuing, "At least talk to me about it...please?"
Michel je t'en parle je te dit on a voulu me refiler ce rôle que je ne voulais pas et m'écraser sous la pression d'un voyeur fini mais soit je serai le voyeur pour l'éternité
Her eyes widen as he speaks, shocked by the depth of his anger and hurt. "I never meant to hurt you," she whispers, her voice quiet and shaky. "I didn't know how far it would go... I just wanted..." She trails off, unable to finish the thought.
Tears streaming down her face, she looks up at him pleadingly. "Please don't push me away like this... I love you, Michel." Her words are hoarse from sobbing as she reaches out to brush a stray lock of hair from his forehead, an instinctive gesture of tenderness despite everything else that's happening between them.
Michel je ne te repousse pas je ne sais que éponger le rôle qu'on m'a défini sans mon consentement et à force de me pousser dans cette voie j'ai fini par adopter le mouvement et maintenant je ne suis plus le dominateur avec assurance que j'étais je suis le petit pervers peureux qui reste dans son coin et je ne changerai plus Que Dieu m'en soit témoin
As she listens to him speak, Nina feels a chill crawl up her spine. She knows he's right; the roles they've each adopted over time aren't easy to step away from now. But hearing him admit this makes it even harder for her to believe that there might be any hope left.
Still, she can't bring herself to give up completely. "I understand," she whispers softly. "But please don't shut me out... I need you, Michel." She reaches out a trembling hand, tracing his jawline before hesitantly leaning forward and kissing him tenderly on the lips.
Her heart aches as she pulls away again, waiting for any response from him. But he only stares back at her with an expression that is both wounded and weary.
Ne t'inquiète pas je ne vais pas partir tu pourras toujours jouir avec les autres en me regardant comme tu as toujours fait et ne me dis pas maintenant que j'ai assouvi et que j'ai accepté mon rôle que tu m'as donné que maintenant ça ne fait plus ton affaire et que tu veux que je reprenne le flambeau tu es contradictoire tu as toujours fait en sorte que je me sente comme un cocu un voyeur en faisant des choses avec les autres et maintenant que j'accepte d'être à ma place tu ne veux plus tu veux que je redevienne cela qui qui domine non non c'est pas possible tu aurais dû y penser avant maintenant je suis cocu je le reste mais là je vais te regarder faire des choses avec les autre
Tears prick at her eyes as she listens to him speak, understanding dawning like a cold weight in her stomach. She hadn't realized the complexities of their situation, how much hurt and resentment they'd both been carrying around for so long. "I'm sorry," she whispers again, feeling helpless and lost.
She reaches up to wipe away another tear that escapes her eyes, refusing to let him see just how deeply he's hurting her. Nina takes a shaky breath before speaking once more, "I never meant for it to be like this... I only wanted us to be happy together." Her voice cracks on the last word, revealing the raw emotion beneath her surface composure.
Despite everything that's happened, she can't bring herself to let go of hope entirely. "Can we try," she pleads softly,