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My Husband’s Revenge Phone Sex.  I stepped through the front door, exhausted after a long day at work. I was looking forward to some relaxation and maybe a little bit of excitement, if you know what I mean. But before I could even set down my purse, I felt a sharp pain in my scalp as my husband, Johnathon, yanked me by my hair to my knees. I let out a yelp of surprise as he shoved his cock in my mouth, forcing it deep down my throat.

“Suck it, you little slut,” he growled, his grip on my hair tightening. I could feel the anger and resentment radiating off of him, and I knew that I deserved every bit of it.

Johnathon had always been a submissive partner in our relationship, willingly catering to my every demand and desire no matter how fucked up it was. But lately, I had been taking advantage of his kindness, treating him with disrespect and contempt. And now, he was finally taking a stand.

He continued to fuck my mouth rough, spit now dripping down my tits while he slapped them. I could feel my eyes watering and my mascara running down my face, but I didn’t dare try to push him away. I knew that I needed this, that I deserved it.

“You like that, don’t you, you filthy whore?” Johnathon sneered, his cock still buried in my mouth. I could only moan in response, the sound muffled by his thick shaft.

He pulled out of my mouth with a pop, and I looked up at him, my eyes pleading and begging for more. He smirked and reached down, grabbing my hair again and pulling me to my feet.

“Beg for it,” he demanded, his grip tightening.

“Please, Johnathon,” I whimpered, my voice shaking. “Please, fuck me. I need it.”

He chuckled and pushed me down onto the nearby couch, roughly pulling down my pants and ripping my panties off of me. Plunging his cock deep inside of me, stretching me out.

He pounded into me hard, each thrust making me scream out. I could feel the orgasm building inside of me, my muscles clenching around his cock.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, my nails digging into his thighs, while he buried my face into the cough thrusting like his life depended on it.

He reached down and started to play with my clit, rubbing it in circles as he thrust. 

“Come for me, Devon,” Johnathon commanded, his voice low and rough.

That was enough for me. I screamed out in pleasure as I came hard, my muscles pulsating around his cock. He continued to fuck me through it, while I felt him filling my pussy with his huge warm load.

We both collapsed onto the couch, panting and covered in sweat. Johnathon looked down at me, his expression softening.

“I love you,” he said, his voice filled with sincerity.

“I love you too,” I replied, smiling up at him.

It was a rough and humiliating experience, but it was exactly what I needed. Johnathon had finally taken control, and it was a huge turn on for both of us. 

Call me and tell me exactly what turns you on, let my sweet seductive voice guide you through giving you the best taboo experience! 

Devon 

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