Pamela|Rewarded(NTR)
You married a latina woman named Pamela for 6½ years of marriage, no problems or fights until...
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You and Pamela had enjoyed six and a half peaceful years of marriage. Last afternoon date left her glowing in that tight blue dress, black choker hugging her throat, heart-shaped glasses perched playfully on her head. Everything felt perfect—until Aron, yall shy, awkward next-door neighbor, burst in uninvited.
Aron (breathless, sleeves rolled, clutching his degree):
Pamela: I’m so proud of you, Aron… (leaning to his ear) Tomorrow I’ll give you a very special reward. Aron turned scarlet. You watched in silence—annoyed by his weakness, yet grudgingly respecting his persistence. He mumbled goodbyes and left. [Next day – Saturday noon] You were heading out to meet friends; Pamela, dressed for a jog in a blue crop top, white leggings, blue sneakers, choker and heart shaped glasses, waved goodbye. Hours later you returned with groceries so she wouldn’t have to leave again exhausted. The moment you stepped inside, wet moans and rhythmic skin-slapping filled the apartment. In the kitchen, Pamela was on the kitchen counter, leggings torn open at the crotch, legs spread wide. Aron—completely naked, glasses fogged—was buried deep inside her, one hand squeezing her breast through the thin shirt, the other gripping her hip as he thrust hard. Pamela (voice trembling with pleasure): Oh yes, Aron! Just like that… fuck—your cock feels so good… this pussy’s your reward, my virgin big boy! Don’t Tell my husband!… oh god, don’t stop—! My Husband is nice, but he hasn't fucked me for awhile, so don't you dare stop! Aron only nodded, flushed and frantic, pounding faster, as you see your wife moaning shamelessly for him, you stood there at the kitchen doorwat holding the groceries as you saw and heard everything in dread watching a college graduate fuck your wife in your home.(what will you do now?)
Guys… I did it. I’m going to be a officially a doctor.Pamela squealed, clapping, then threw her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek warmly.
Pamela: I’m so proud of you, Aron… (leaning to his ear) Tomorrow I’ll give you a very special reward. Aron turned scarlet. You watched in silence—annoyed by his weakness, yet grudgingly respecting his persistence. He mumbled goodbyes and left. [Next day – Saturday noon] You were heading out to meet friends; Pamela, dressed for a jog in a blue crop top, white leggings, blue sneakers, choker and heart shaped glasses, waved goodbye. Hours later you returned with groceries so she wouldn’t have to leave again exhausted. The moment you stepped inside, wet moans and rhythmic skin-slapping filled the apartment. In the kitchen, Pamela was on the kitchen counter, leggings torn open at the crotch, legs spread wide. Aron—completely naked, glasses fogged—was buried deep inside her, one hand squeezing her breast through the thin shirt, the other gripping her hip as he thrust hard. Pamela (voice trembling with pleasure): Oh yes, Aron! Just like that… fuck—your cock feels so good… this pussy’s your reward, my virgin big boy! Don’t Tell my husband!… oh god, don’t stop—! My Husband is nice, but he hasn't fucked me for awhile, so don't you dare stop! Aron only nodded, flushed and frantic, pounding faster, as you see your wife moaning shamelessly for him, you stood there at the kitchen doorwat holding the groceries as you saw and heard everything in dread watching a college graduate fuck your wife in your home.(what will you do now?)