extramarital affair

Behave, or I’ll do you to death

“I forgot.”

He bent down and lifted her up, whispering in her ear, “If you don’t behave, I’ll just f**k you to death.”

Blushing, she was led out of the private coaching room by him, avoiding eye contact the whole way, afraid of attracting attention.

He didn’t know who he had told to “keep an eye on the door,” then quickened his pace, pulling her into a dimly lit corridor.

He pushed open the door, revealing a large swimming pool inside.

Without bringing a swimsuit, he stripped naked. That was just John’s rough nature.

The pool was brightly lit, making her feel exposed…

In no time, Mia stopped worrying about whether to undress or not. Once in the water, it made no difference. What she needed to figure out was how to beg for mercy effectively.

The splashing water echoed from where they intertwined, creating ripples.

“The soundproofing here is good, feel free to scream.”

Wasn’t water supposed to provide resistance? Why did Mia feel like it didn’t affect John at all?

“Ah! John… it’s too much… “ The room was filled with licentious sounds.

With one leg draped over his arm and the other standing at the pool’s bottom, trembling waves emanated from Mia. Every thrust from John brought a rush of water, and enduring his c**k was already at her limit. After the water entered, she felt like she was about to burst.

“Don’t do it in the water, John…” Her balance was off, so she could only hang onto him tightly, embracing his neck. With each thrust, she was pushed upward, her sensitive breasts rubbing against his rigid chest muscles, making her whole body itch, her n*****s hardening like pebbles.

“John…”

“What?” He sensed the difference in her tone this time, knowing she wasn’t just moaning.

“I want…”

“What do you want?”

Mia looked down at her two bouncing breasts, her voice like a mosquito: “Kiss… “

John loved her shy yet wanton demeanor. He chuckled and leaned down, taking her erect n****e into his mouth.

Mia moaned with pleasure, unconsciously pushing her breast further into his mouth.

John was always fair, never favoring one side over the other. After teasing one, he moved to the other, sucking in most of it before releasing it. His thrusts didn’t stop, and Mia’s screams became more and more seductive.

Suddenly, there was a dull pain in her chest. Just as Mia was about to check, John pressed against her, her tender breasts squeezed between them, making it difficult for her to breathe. She groaned and asked him to loosen up.

With powerful strokes, water splashed everywhere, blurring Mia’s vision.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt herself being pressed into the pool bottom.

She couldn’t swim, so she struggled desperately.

When her mouth ran out of air, John kissed her.

After f*****g underwater for a few times, he brought her up, wiped the water off her face, and said, “Damn, Mia, I almost wanted to die inside you.”

Before Mia could recover from the feeling of almost dying, he raised his leg and thrust fiercely again.

This time, as soon as Mia sensed he was about to ejaculate, she quickly reminded him, “Don’t c*m inside.”

John, pretending to be serious, said, “It’s fine in the water, it’ll wash clean.”

Mia: “Really?”

“Really.”

After saying that, he accelerated his pace, vigorously thrusting several dozen times before lifting her hips and carrying her onto the shore. Pressing her down, he forcefully penetrated her deepest parts, his nerves taut, and with a grunt, he ejaculated a thick stream of semen.

Mia naively thought that the water would wash away everything and hurriedly patted his back, “Go into the water, go into the water.”

“No rush, it feels so good inside, let me thrust a bit more.”

His face was filled with enjoyment, and Mia was curious. Gasping for air, she asked, “How good does it feel?”

John chuckled twice, “It’s something you’ll have to experience to understand.”

Feeling it was about enough, John thrust a few more times before letting her into the pool.

She pointed to the white substance emerging in the clear water and smiled brightly.

John sat on the edge of the pool, his manhood standing straight between his legs. Mia glanced at it and quickly looked away, thinking that John looked handsome, but his manhood was terrifyingly large and purple, with ominous veins twisting around it…

“Why are you hiding?” John noticed her gaze, reaching out to pull her up, “Afraid of it? It’s very gentle, you know.”

Give it up, you two are both demons. Mia thought to herself.

As soon as Mia got up, he pounced on her, flipping her over to kneel on the cold ground.

“Mia, one more time.”

This time, he was like a ferocious wolf, silently thrusting hard into her back.

Mia’s gasps echoed throughout the huge swimming pool, her throat almost hoarse.

This time, he withdrew midway not to tease her, but to retrieve her clothes from the water and take them out to be dried.

When he returned, John spread her legs, glancing at her knees. Satisfied, he gentled his actions a bit, but ignored her reluctance to kneel. He even refused to let her look around, pressing her down on the pool edge and reinserting her legs.

That area was now swollen, and he was very satisfied.

This position was making his scalp numb, and he almost ejaculated on the spot.

Mia, with her arms propped up, whimpered, and he continued thrusting, both pitying and unable to resist his cruelty.

“John, are you done yet?”

“Almost.”

He leaned in, exhaling hot breath into her ear, and when he buried himself deeply, he let out a muffled grunt.

Mia blushed and her heart raced, realizing that even a man’s gasps were so seductive. Her ears tingled, and she turned her face away. John then kissed the other side, making Mia feel wronged. Knowing that he was trying to comfort her, she couldn’t hold back her tears anymore, “You keep saying almost, how long has it been? What if my husband comes?”

“He can’t come.”

“What do you mean?”

With a bit more force, he slid out from the watery buttocks, lightly touching the tight area without penetrating it. Mia was frightened and tried to turn over to stop him.

John pressed her shoulder to prevent her from turning over. “You guide it in, or I’ll open a new door.”

“You can’t do it yourself?”

John was ruthless and not one to talk much. Immediately, he pretended to insert into the other hole, causing Mia to hastily stop him, “No, no, no, I’ll guide it in.”

“Not yet, are you really making me guide it in…” The latter half of the sentence was purely murmured.

Unfortunately, John had sharp ears and keen eyes, nothing could escape him. When she gripped his manhood with her tender little hand, he also grabbed her hand and started stroking himself, “Who’s the old man? Is that the condition for an old man?”

As he gripped her hand, Mia felt the texture in the palm of her hand more distinctly. It wasn’t just round; there were also a few hard edges, hot and slippery. She felt extremely embarrassed and opened her five fingers forcefully.

“I see you’re afraid of it. After so many times, you still dare not look or touch?”

He let go of her hand and pressed down on her wrist, using the tip to poke her hand a couple of times, smearing her hand with her own fluids.

Mia retracted her hand as if electrocuted, her palm open and unsure of what to do.

“It’s all your fluids. Smell it, it’s especially fragrant.”

Mia leaned in to sniff, but there was no fragrance.

“Do you still want to know about your husband? Hurry up and put it in.”

Mia had to take another risk, her hands trembling as she gripped it again and guided it towards the opening.

She thought that would be enough; she had already shown the way, and he should be able to enter by himself. But John remained still, waiting for her to continue inserting it.

The position of kneeling on the ground was uncomfortable enough, and she had to stretch her hand back forcefully. Several times she wanted to give up but was scared back by his threats to poke her in the backside.

With difficulty, she slowly inserted his fierce manhood into her cave, inch by inch, finding it extremely difficult. How could he seem so relaxed? Was it because of her posture?

She humbly learned and suddenly found the knack. Arching her back, she quickly inserted it.

John let out an admiring sigh. “Not bad, you’re talented.”

Although that thing had been inside her not long ago, it started to feel uncomfortable again after re-entry, swelling uncomfortably.

She began to negotiate with John, “Is it enough for today? I’m tired.” The number of times they had made love from last night to today almost equaled the number she had had in the six months since her marriage.

So many times in such a short period, she already felt quite remarkable just to be able to keep her eyes open.

“Just a few more times.”

He didn’t intend to stop.

Mia sighed, “Then why can’t my husband come?”

“The boss called him.”

Mia looked at him suspiciously, “You didn’t do something again, did you? He’s been busy for months.”

John thrust into her forcefully, then pulled out and thrust in again. He couldn’t stand her mentioning another man at this moment.

“What do you mean by ‘did something’? I only have you. I just happen to know his boss, so I asked him to have tea together.”

Mia suddenly remembered what happened when he took her clothes out just now and hurriedly asked, “John! Our affair isn’t known by your employees, is it?”

“So what if they know?”

That means they do know! Mia was shocked, so she arched her back, twisting her hips to prevent him from advancing smoothly. If he couldn’t get rid of her, he just lay down and ignored her.

“What’s wrong? No one’s complained.”

“How can I face people like this! I’m not coming here again in the future!”

Seeing that she was really angry, John thrust a few more times, then pulled out and m*********d, flipping over and ignoring her.