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Камики обеспечил, чтобы звук доходит до супруга Веросики, надеясь слышать его ревность и рассерженность... Но ничего такого не произошло. Выросший от страсти голос его жены по-прежнему шел ему навстречу, только делая эту забаву еще большим удовольствием для обоих. Веросика чувствовала себя оторванной от мужа, ненавистника и предателя, который никогда не давал ей этого такого сильного удовлетворения. Тело её освобождалось от одиночества, страха и разочарования, каждое движение для нее теперь было ярким символом свободы и любви.

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"Harder!" she moaned, wanting him to claim her fully, to leave no doubt who owned her now. The feel of his strong hands on her body sent shockwaves of pleasure through her, and as he pushed deeper into her wet core, she arched her back, craving more of this rough affection.

Her breath hitched in anticipation when she felt him starting to grow even harder inside of her, stretching her limits even further. "Fuck me!" she cried out desperately, wanting nothing more than for them to continue like this until they both collapsed from exhaustion. With each thrust, each moan that escaped their lips, the hatred for her husband and the love for Kamiki grew stronger.

Verochka grinned wickedly at her husband's back as he left the room, his presence still tainting the air around them despite his physical absence. With a deep moan, she arched into Kamiki's thrusts even more, meeting each one of them with equal force. Her breasts were heavy and sore from grinding against him, her nipples hard and aching for attention.

She could feel the tension building within her once again, the familiar heat spreading through her core as she got closer to another powerful orgasm. With a shaky breath, she looked up at Kamiki, their eyes locking in a fierce and passionate gaze. "Yes..." she whispered hoarsely. "Fuck me...harder..."

Verochka gasped as he slapped her across the ass, her body arching instinctively into his touch. The sting combined with the intense pleasure made her shudder with delight. With each thrust, she felt herself growing wetter and hotter for him, needing release more desperately than ever before. She bit down on her lip to muffle her cries as he pulled roughly at her hair, urging her deeper into the throes of ecstasy.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving faint marks in the skin as she demanded that he continue pushing her limits. "Yes...oh god yes..." Her vision blurred as waves upon waves of pleasure washed over her, making it hard to concentrate on anything but the feeling of him inside of her. She couldn't remember ever being this happy or fulfilled before him, and she never wanted it to end.

"Him!" Verochka hissed, her voice strained and hoarse from the pleasure. "The one I used to call my husband... He never treated me like this." She shuddered violently as another orgasm crashed over her, clawing at him with desperation. "But you..." she moaned brokenly, digging her nails deeper into his shoulders. "You own me now... Take what you want... I'm all yours..."

Her body convulsed beneath him, every muscle clenching and releasing as waves of ecstasy coursed through her. Her face was flushed, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tried to regain some semblance of control. "I'm... I'm sorry..." she panted, her voice raw from the exertion. "I can't... I can't stop..."

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Her cries filled the room as Verochka found release time and again beneath Kamiki's strong form. Her body trembled with pleasure, her skin flushed and slick with sweat. She could feel him holding onto her hair tightly, pulling her back every time she thought of trying to get away from this delicious agony.

As the last tremors subsided, he released his grip on her hair, letting it fall limply around her shoulders as he caught his breath as well. "Verochka..." he murmured hoarsely, brushing a strand of hair away from her flushed cheek. "I never thought... I never knew anyone could feel this good."

She smiled weakly up at him, her eyes glazed over with satisfaction. "I didn't know it was possible either," she whispered, running a trembling hand over his chest. "Until you showed me..." Her

With one last shuddering breath, Verochka forced herself to focus on her husband. He stood in the doorway, his face red and angry, his expression a mixture of jealousy and despair. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt as she saw the hurt in his eyes... But only for a moment. Kamiki had shown her a new kind of love, a passion and desire that she hadn't even known existed.

She swallowed hard, meeting his gaze defiantly. "You never satisfied me like this," she whispered hoarsely. "I belong to him now." Her fingers traced the muscles of Kamiki's chest lightly, testing the boundaries of what she could and couldn't say without provoking her husband further.

The air in the room seemed to grow heavy with tension as they locked eyes. Verochka knew that she had crossed a

Verochka's heart raced as her husband stepped forward, his hands balled into fists at his sides. "How could you?" he growled through gritted teeth. "After everything I've done for us..." His voice trailed off, and she felt a stab of guilt deep in her chest. She knew that what they were doing was wrong, but the desire for Kamiki's touch overwhelmed any sense of moral responsibility.

Her gaze flickered between her husband and her lover. Part of her still longed for the stability and security their marriage had once offered, but another part craved the passionate intensity of being with Kamiki. She could see the confusion in his eyes as he tried to understand why she would choose this path, how she could love both men at once. The answer was simple, yet impossible: she didn't know herself.

"I... I'm

Tears welled up in Verochka's eyes as she looked from her husband to Kamiki, torn between the life she once knew and the new passion that consumed her. She bit her lip, trying to find the words to explain herself but failing miserably. "I... I don't know," she whispered hoarsely, her voice shaking with emotion. "It's just... Kamiki makes me feel things I never thought possible."

She glanced up at him, searching his face for some sign of understanding or forgiveness. But all she saw was determination and a fierce possession that left no room for doubt. He was claiming her as his own, whether anyone else liked it or not. Her fingers trembled as they traced the outline of Kamiki's arm, feeling the strength beneath his skin.

"You can have me," she whispered finally, her voice barely audible over the

Verochka shook her head vehemently. "No! I do want you, Kamiki! It's just..." Her voice trailed off as she looked back at her husband, who seemed to be growing more enraged by the moment. She knew that admitting this would only make things worse, but she couldn't lie anymore. "I loved him once... I thought we had something special." Tears spilled down her cheeks unchecked as she confessed the truth of her feelings and the weight of betrayal she felt.

She paused for a moment before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper. "But now... Now that I've known you... Felt what we have together..." Her voice cracked, and she choked back a sob. "I don't think I can go back to how things were." The words felt like they tore through her chest as she spoke them, but there was

Verochka wiped the tears from her eyes and looked up at Kamiki, determination setting in. "I am yours," she insisted, strengthening her words with a slight nod. "If you'll have me." She glanced back at her husband one last time before turning her full attention to Kamiki. There was still pain there, but it was starting to fade beneath the growing certainty that she had made the right choice.

"I belong with you," she said firmly, laying a shaking hand on his chest. "Only you." Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, digging in as if to hold herself in place, to make sure he couldn't change his mind. She had never felt more exposed, more vulnerable than she did at this moment, but she knew that if she wanted this to work, if they were going to make it through all the hurt and betrayal,

With trembling fingers, Verochka reached down between them and wrapped her hand around his hard length. She gasped at the feeling of him in her palm, so big and thick compared to anything she'd ever known before. Her gaze darted up to meet his eyes, her face flushed with shame and arousal as she began to stroke him slowly, tentatively.

She looked over to where her husband still stood, anger etched into every line of his body, and felt a thrill of power course through her at the knowledge that this was for Kamiki now. That he wanted her and only him. With renewed determination, she resumed pleasuring her lover, taking him deeper into her hand as she watched his reaction to their intimate display.

The feel of his warm skin against hers, the firmness of his body beneath her touch... It all served to drive her further towards ecstasy.

Verochka's lips curved into a wicked grin as she leaned forward, her breasts brushing against Kamiki's chest. Slowly and deliberately, she took his engorged member between her lips, sucking on him with abandon. The taste of him filled her mouth, making her moan around him as her tongue danced along the sensitive flesh. Her other hand clutched at his hips, holding him steady as she bobbed her head up and down, taking more of him into her mouth each time.

She glanced over at her husband again, relishing in the sight of the jealousy etched into his features. It only served to fuel her passion, pushing her harder against Kamiki's throbbing length. Her breasts bounced gently with every movement, adding to the erotic spectacle before him. With each drawn-out moan that escaped her lips,

Verochka moaned around his cock as he held her by the nape of her neck, urging her to take more of him with each deep suckle. Her hips began to move in sync with her mouth, grinding against his hand as she tried to find some release from the pleasure that threatened to consume her.

With every breath she took, it was harder to concentrate on anything but the taste of him and the feel of his hands on her body. His grip tightened painfully, not enough to hurt, but just enough to remind her who was in charge now. She arched her back, offering more access to his tongue as she suckled at his length faster and harder.

Her gaze drifted back over to her husband again, the anger and frustration giving way to a strange mixture of pity and arousal. Seeing him there, helpless to do anything but watch as she

Verochka looked up at her husband as he spoke, a mixture of defiance and lust in her eyes. Slowly, she reached back with one shaking hand and began to undo the buttons on her blouse, revealing more and more of her body to him. Her breasts, still slightly sore from their earlier exertions, were now fully exposed, the nipples hard and sensitive beneath his gaze.

She continued to suck on Kamiki's length with renewed vigor, her hips thrusting against his hand in time with each deep draw of his member into her mouth. She could feel herself growing closer and closer to climax, but knew that she wasn't going to give in until he allowed it... Or perhaps not even then. The thought sent a thrill of power coursing through her, making her suck harder and bite down on him more roughly.

"Do you see?"

Verochka paused for a moment, her eyes meeting his husband's as she lifted her head slowly from Kamiki's lap. A sly smile spread across her lips, and she licked her lips suggestively before moving to stand between them. With shaking hands, she undid the buttons of her husband's pants and lowered the zipper, revealing his flaccid member lying limply against his underwear.

"Is this what you want me to do?" she purred, reaching out and grasping his length through his boxers. She gave it a gentle squeeze, feeling the weight of his displeasure pressing down on her hands. "To prove that I only belong with you?" Her voice was laced with mockery as she continued to taunt him, her body moving in sync with the rising tide of desire threatening to overwhelm her.

"Or perhaps..." She lower

The feel of her husband's member in her hand sent shivers down Verochka's spine as she compared it to the thick length still hard and demanding between her legs. She squeezed him again, harder this time, reveling in the power she held over them both. "Or perhaps," she continued in a voice that was now husky with arousal, "I could do both." With a slow, deliberate motion, she lowered herself to her knees and pulled down his boxers, revealing his member fully.

Her breath hitched as she looked up at him, desire burning bright in her eyes. Her free hand trailed up his thigh, moving over the rough patch of hair that led to his stomach before curling around his hip, holding him steady as she leaned forward and engulfed him with her mouth.

Her tongue danced along the sensitive skin, teasing and

As Verochka took her husband's member into her mouth, she couldn't help but compare it to the fullness and length that was Kamiki's cock. Her other hand gripped his hip tightly, holding him steady as she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft. With each movement, she felt herself growing wetter for him, her body craving his touch more than ever before.

Her free hand traveled up his thigh again, this time cupping his balls, squeezing them gently as she sucked harder on his length. Her tongue traced circles around the head, teasing and taunting him with pleasure while her other actions drove him closer to the edge.

Her gaze flickered over to where Kamiki stood, still watching their intimate display with a satisfied grin on his face. She could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused by the sight

Verochka gasped as Kamiki's hard length filled her mouth and throat, pushing her back onto her knees on the floor. Her free hand clutched at his hips, desperate to feel more of him inside her as he thrust deep into her throat with practiced ease. Her other arm wrapped around his waist, drawing her body closer to his as she moaned around his member.

She looked up at him through half-lidded eyes, the room spinning with pleasure and desire as she took every inch of him that he offered. She felt herself on the edge of release, the tension building inside her with each powerful thrust of his hips. "Yes..." she panted, "like that... show me how you want it." Her voice was raw with need and her body begged for his possession.

With a growl of approval, Kamiki pulled her closer still, taking her

The pain was exquisite, sharp and sweet all at once. Her throat burned with every inch of him that pushed deeper into her helpless body. With a strangled moan, she arched back against him, her hands clutching at his hips as he claimed her mouth and throat entirely. The room spun around them, the sounds of their gasps and moans filling the air like music to their tortured souls.

Her body betrayed her, trembling with need and desire as she writhed against him. She could feel herself growing closer and closer to release, the tension coiling tight within her threatening to break free at any moment. The rough skin of his hands bit into her shoulders, urging her deeper onto his thrusts, demanding that she take every inch he had to give.

"Yes," she cried hoarsely, "give it to me..." Her voice

The pleasure overwhelmed her senses as she felt his release, the hot thickness flooding her throat and spilling down her chin in a messy torrent. Her body convulsed around him, every muscle clenching and relaxing as she rode out her orgasm atop the powerfully built frame of her lover. With a deep groan, he withdrew from her mouth, his gaze sweeping over her flushed face and shuddering body before fixing on hers once more.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she caught her breath, feeling a new sense of peace wash over her. For the first time in years, she knew that this was where she belonged - with Kamiki, wrapped in his strong embrace and basking in the warmth of his touch. She could only hope that one day her husband would be able to understand and accept their connection, if not now then som