Ch. 321..325: Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother Chapter 321-325
Chapter 321
"I—I left for a reason…." Vernon said weakly.
"And what was the reason?" Chloe asked.
Vernon glared at Chloe, who acted as if nothing wrong had happened between them. "I know everything, Chloe. You don't need to hide anything from me," Vernon claimed.
"Hide?" Chloe frowned in response. As much as she remembered, she didn't hide anything from Vernon.
'Well, except for the abuse that I experienced from his Big brother. But that was something unrelated to his current drunken rambling…' Chloe thought.
"I don't think I ever hide anything from you," Chloe said lightly.
Vernon was angry again, 'How could she still lie through her teeth?! How could she not realize how much pain she caused me?!'
Vernon continued staring at the beautiful eyes and sweet face of the woman he loved, and the heartache returned.
'Or maybe you don't remember a thing? Maybe all you said about me back then wasn't something worth remembering, because I am not worth anything to you?! Fuck! She's making me mad again!'
Anger and frustration were mixed and brewed into one in Vernon's head. He wanted to lash out again in front of Chloe. He wanted to tell everything.
He wanted Chloe to know how that conversation between his late dad and her had become a nightmare that haunted his nights.
But…
'I don't know… if I can control my rage…' Vernon thought. Despite being drunk, he still cared more about Chloe's well-being than the woman who hurt him badly.
On top of that, he remembered how his soul crumbled each time he saw Chloe cry. The image of Chloe crying seemed to have seeped deep into his mind, turning it into an instinct.
An instinct that told him not to make his beloved woman cry, or he would also feel the same or even greater pain by witnessing her tears.
'The situation is not right. I don't want to be angry and hurt her by accident again…' Vernon thought.
So he lowered his head, trying to cool off, and stopped talking about the supposed 'secret,' or he might accidentally trigger another fight between them.
In his head, Chloe simply refused to acknowledge what she said wrong because she either didn't want to be confronted with her past sin or didn't remember anything because he was unimportant in her life.
And both were just as bad for Vernon's heart.
…
Chloe tilted her head in confusion. It seemed that Vernon's drunken rambling had stopped, and he went to his dazed state again.
'Huh, I guess those are just meaningless stuff you say when you're drunk,' Chloe thought. 'Still, he almost gave me heart attack when he said he knows everything. I think I've never said or did something hurtful to him..'
She was still annoyed by Vernon, who could easily accuse her of leaving him. But he was drunk, so she assumed everything he said was just slurring that came when you were drunk.
"Okay, you can release me now, Vernon. I have things to do," Chloe said. "At least let me close the damn front door. It's still wide open now."
Vernon shook his head and got up from the bed. He stood tall in front of Chloe and stared down at her, "You want to close the front door?"
"Y—Yes," Chloe replied. Though it was just a reason to avoid spending the night with unpredictable drunken Vernon.
"Alright," Vernon released her wrist, and Chloe thought she could finally escape.
"Okay, now lay on your bed and go to sleep—WAHH!" Chloe was shocked when Vernon suddenly kneeled slightly, scooped her up by her thigh with one hand, and carried her on bridal style.
Chloe was shocked, but even more shocked when Vernon suddenly left his room while carrying her like this.
"Vernon!" she yelled. "Put me down!"
Vernon ignored her and walked to the front door.
He stood silently in front of the door and said, "You said you want to close the front door, right? Now close it with your hands, then we can return to my bedroom."
…
'How could he think like this?!' Chloe was perplexed by how Vernon's mind worked.
He found the weirdest way to keep her by his side, no matter how hard she tried to avoid him when he was drunk.
'Is he even drunk? He looks and acts like a drunk, but could do stuff like this. Shouldn't he just… flopped on the bed and started drooling or puking like a proper drunk?' Chloe wondered.
"Go on, close the door," Vernon urged.
Chloe turned her head towards the door and grabbed the door handle while being carried by Vernon.
Vernon took a step back, and the door closed before them.
Chloe locked the door and looked up towards Vernon, who seemed satisfied.
"Okay, let's go back to our bed," Vernon said.
Chloe gave Vernon a pissed-off look. She was annoyed that she didn't have any method to avoid him.
Vernon returned to the bedroom and then gently laid Chloe on the bed. He locked the door before taking his stained suit and shirt off.
"W—Wait!" Chloe quickly jumped out of bed. "What are you doing?!"
"Ah? Uhm… uh… taking my shirt off?" Vernon dropped his shirt on the floor, showing his well-proportioned muscle and the hawk tattoo on his chest.
"W—Well, if you want to change your shirt before going to sleep, then let me leave the room first," Chloe said. She rushed to the front door, but Vernon suddenly leaned at the door before she could reach it, blocking Chloe's only way out with his Big body.
"We've seen each other naked, why do you need to leave?" Vernon said.
"B—But that doesn't mean we can do this!" Chloe said. "Besides, you're drunk, Vernon! You don't understand what you're doing right now!"
"Oh, I know what I'm doing," Vernon replied. He was drunk but still had some part of his consciousness after regaining resistance from that seven-star fantasy stuff.
"No, you're not!" Chloe yelled. "You were this drunk before, and we—"
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"No, you're not!" Chloe yelled. "You were this drunk before, and we--" Chloe stopped right before she said that they were almost having sex at that point.
And back then, Chloe also didn't have the energy to fight back. She was drowned by desire that she wished Vernon would do it.
The only thing stopping them from having full-blown sex was when Vernon felt her body and realized she was stick thin.
He was afraid to hurt her, especially with the size of his dick. So he simply rubbed her pussy lips with the tip of his bulbous cock, and Chloe was stuck with the conflicted feeling.
She wanted it because Vernon was really skillful at playing with her body. But she also didn't want to have sex with a man who saw herself as a stand-in for his real love.
'But I'm not so sure now,' Chloe thought. 'Am I the stand-in, or am I the woman that Vernon loves?'
"And we what?" Vernon asked, genuinely curious about what they were doing back then.
He couldn't remember a thing that night but woke up completely naked with Chloe on his bed. So he was sure something very explicit had happened to them the night before.
He had wanted to ask Chloe about it many times, but Chloe didn't seem comfortable speaking about it, so he had to curb his curiosity.
"N--Nothing! We did absolutely nothing!" Chloe shook her head. She didn't want to tell Vernon how much of a pervert she was that night, catering to all his teasing.
Vernon shrugged, "Well, if you refused to tell me, then what about we do something fun today? I'm sure I can remember everything by tomorrow morning."
Chloe gasped and stepped back, "Y--You-- are you even drunk?!"
"I am," Vernon replied. "I am drunk, and remember that I was sleeping on the lap of a random woman until you came to pick me up, then everything became clearer in my eyes."
"That's bullshit!" Chloe retorted. "How could my presence change you that much?!"
Vernon's lips perked up when he heard that question. He thought it was clear that he was hopelessly in love and obsessed with this woman.
His world became much clearer, and his strength would recover the moment this woman appeared in front of him, and no other woman had the same effect on him.
"Well, how about we see your presence on my dick," Vernon said. The alcohol made him wild and vulgar, not that he wasn't a vulgar man, to begin with.
He started unbuckling his belt and unbuttoned the tight-fitting trouser.
He pulled down his trousers and underwear simultaneously, and his big cock with thick girth sprung up and stood strong like a machine gun, ready to launch its bullets.
Chloe's jaw dropped instantly.
She knew that she had seen Vernon's dick plenty of times, even going as far as giving him blowjobs on a few occasions.
But the size and the veins around the shaft were still something to marvel at, especially the tip that was throbbing hot.
Vernon smirked when he noticed Chloe didn't take her eyes off his rock-hard cock.
"My eyes are up here, you know."
"Wha--!" Chloe quickly raised her head, and she saw the satisfied smirk of this supposedly drunk man.
Vernon raised his brow and teased more, "Your face is so red. Did you have a good look down there?"
Chloe quickly turned around so Vernon wouldn't notice her embarrassment.
"Still shy seeing me naked?"
"I'm not shy, I'm fucking embarassed!" Chloe yelled. "Which woman wouldn't be embarrassed seeing a man naked? Stop joking and wear something!"
"Well..." Vernon locked the door and walked towards Chloe, who was hunching out of nervousness.
He gently placed his hot hand on her shoulder and leaned down until his breath tickled the back of her ear.
'Chloe, why don't we cut to the chase and have fun tonight?' the devil whispered softly in her ear, tickling her ear canal with his hot breath.
It was a sensation that made all her hair stand up, and her body started trembling in response.
It didn't take long for Vernon to realize that Chloe's thighs were squeezing each other, a sign that she was trying to hide something between her legs.
"Hahah, couldn't be more obvious than this," Vernon commented. He trailed his free hand from her hip down to her stomach, belly button, and stopped when he reached her clit hidden under the thin pajama she wore.
Vernon separated her clamped thighs with his hand at first, and then--
"Haah--!" Chloe gasped out of reflex when Vernon suddenly fiddled with her clit with one finger. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand to avoid making more sounds.
She didn't expect Vernon to be so direct that she was still caught off guard, even though she already expected that things would escalate like this whenever Vernon got drunk.
She didn't know that someone could be so horny when he was drunk, but Vernon was a living example of that.
Vernon smirked when he heard her gasp, "Does it feel good? Should I do more?" he asked.
"N--No, don't..." Chloe refused.
She wouldn't lie that her body told her otherwise. She wanted Vernon to touch her body and ravage her, just like he did when he was drunk back then.
But this was a different case.
Vernon was drunk, but he seemed to still maintain some of his rationality and consciousness. So he was completely aware of what he was doing and that the woman he was playing with now was Chloe.
'I know we did it a few times when he was fully sober. But... I feel like Drunk Vernon has so much passion that's not supposed to be given to an ugly, old woman like me...' Chloe thought.
"V--Vernon, don't..." Chloe refused once more.
"Why not? You seem to enjoy it."
"Well, um... yeah, but..." Chloe replied truthfully. "Do you not realize who you're playing with now?"
"I do," Vernon replied calmly yet with certainty. "I'm playing with you, Chloe."
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"I do," Vernon replied calmly yet with certainty. "I'm playing with you, Chloe."
Chloe's eyes widened, and her heartbeat skipped simultaneously when she got the answer from Vernon. She didn't expect the answer and definitely didn't expect him to say it so boldly.
"B--But--"
"But what?"
"But you're playing with me, Chloe...."
"Yes, didn't I say it already?"
'Does he not realize that he is wasting his passion on an old and ugly woman? If he wants to use my body, he could just... do it when he isn't drunk...' Chloe thought.
"You.... You're drunk, Vernon. You will regret this tomorrow morning...."
"I won't," Vernon reassured her. "Do you think the alcohol makes me forget about everything? And touched any woman I can find near me?"
'Well, of course! You literally forgot about everything when you were drunk before. Even went as far as claiming me as your woman-- which I don't want to think about, right now.'
Chloe nodded in response.
Vernon scoffed, "The alcohol doesn't make me forget. But it makes me bold. Gives me the courage to do something that I should've done... no, what I should be doing with you every day. "
Vernon licked the back of Chloe's ear and gave her neck a light bite.
"Ah!" Chloe jolted out of shock, much to Vernon's glee.
"I've been holding back for a while. Maybe I should take a small bite of you tonight, hm?"
Vernon teased Chloe by caressing her pussy lips with his middle finger, following the shape of her pussy underneath the thin pajama. He made sure that every crease was touched.
"Uhh... mmmhh!" Chloe couldn't hold her voice anymore. She tried to clamp her thighs again, but that only pressed Vernon's hand on her pussy until she felt one of his fingers press gently on the entrance.
"Ahh! V--Vernon!" Chloe quickly separated her legs again, afraid his finger might go too deep!
Vernon chuckled full of mirth when he saw Chloe's reaction. He was just pressing gently, yet Chloe made such a big reaction, showing how sensitive her body was.
"Well, what do you think, Chloe?" Vernon whispered like a devil while his finger continued fiddling with her clit until she felt that her pussy started to get a little damp. "Do you want me to stop?"
"I--" Chloe was about to say that Vernon should stop before this went too far. But she stopped because she was contemplating.
Her logic told her to stop because she didn't know how to face Vernon tomorrow morning after they did this.
But something deep inside her heart told her not to stop because... well... she had never felt so good under a man's hand.
Granted, she only had Vincent as her only experience before.
'Should we stop... or should we not?' Chloe wondered.
Vernon smirked when he noticed Chloe trying to fight her desire. He continued caressing her pussy with his finger and asked, "So, you don't want it?"
"I-- B--but-- Ahh!" Chloe felt her mind start corroding because Vernon's finger was so distracting. She kept making small moans and could not think straight because of it.
"Ah! Mmh! V--Vernon, stop... stop your finger first, so I can-- ahnnn! I--I need to think!" Chloe yelled desperately, trying to fight the desire that started taking over her body.
"Stop? Okay," Vernon stopped fiddling with her clit and lifted his finger. He checked his finger for a second and commented, "Hmm~ It has gotten a little damp down there."
Chloe looked over her shoulder immediately and saw Vernon licking the same finger that he used to play with Chloe's pussy.
Chloe's eyes widened, and she yelled, "VERNON!"
"Hm? What?" Vernon responded lightly, with his eyes glimmering with innocence.
"Y--You--" Chloe's face was tomato red at this point. "H--How could you lick your finger! That's gross!"
"Gross?" Vernon frowned. "What's so gross about it? You drank my cum without a problem."
"But, that's different!" Chloe yelled.
"What's so different?" Vernon shrugged. "Both came naturally, so there's nothing wrong with tasting yours, just like how you taste mine."
Chloe was still too shocked to react right now.
In her days with Vincent, he would say that only a slut would leak out from her pussy, so he always laughed and ridiculed her when she was feeling good.
So she thought it was a gross thing...
"Besides..." Vernon leaned close to her again, his arms wrapped around her hips tightly. "Do you know what I want to do for dinner?"
"S--Should I cook you something?" Chloe offered.
"Hahah! No need to cook it, it's already well served in front of me," Vernon replied. His innocent gaze gradually turned devilish as he was staring at his hunt tonight.
"W--What do you mean?" Chloe asked.
"I want to eat you," Vernon replied. "To be more specific, I will eat your pussy tonight."
Chloe's heart jumped when she heard that bold statement coming from Vernon. She turned around to face the big guy and shook her head in disbelief.
"You-- Vernon, that's so--"
"What? Are you going to tell me that's gross? You sucked my dick, Chloe. There's no difference in them," Vernon said. "Besides, do you not know about the 69 position?"
"That--umm..."
Chloe's legs felt so weak in front of Vernon. All the vulgar words he spouted somehow stimulated her, making her unable to resist this man's passion.
Vernon's lips curled as he kept staring at Chloe, who was overtaken by desire. He stood straight again and shrugged, "Oh well, it doesn't matter. I can't do what I want today because you don't want it."
"WHAT?!" Chloe yelled out of reflex.
"I might be a bastard, but I won't hurt a woman during sex," Vernon stated. Which was actually a complete lie.
He liked seeing women getting hurt, mostly because he had some BDSM tendencies and had always been rough with them.
But not to Chloe, because she was... not just some random woman.
She was THE woman that Vernon wanted in his life.
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She was THE woman Vernon wanted in his life., thus he would never hurt her, as he knew she had suffered enough from his Big brother.
'Too bad she still doesn't want to open up about his abuse case to me,' Vernon thought.
"Oh, woes in me. I really want to eat your pussy tonight, but you don't want it...." Vernon started to act dramatically to catch Chloe's attention."But I can't force you. You can leave my room now, Chloe."
Chloe couldn't believe what she had just heard.
Vernon... he would release her?
Just like that?
'But I thought he would--' Chloe stopped her train of thought because she was about to say something vulgar.
Vernon walked to the door and opened it wide for Chloe, "You can leave now, I won't mind."
Chloe stared at Vernon in disbelief. She had never been put in this position before.
Usually, Vernon would force himself into her, giving her no choice or chance to escape.
So she was always passive and accepted everything, and she thought the dynamic between them would never change.
'Now that he is giving me a choice....'
Chloe lowered her head and realized that her pajama pants had dampened because her pussy got a little wet when Vernon used his finger to play with it.
'I... I want to feel good too...' Chloe wanted to give herself to her vulgar desire. She wanted to feel good and knew only one man could give her just that.
She clenched the hem of her pajama to gather her courage and replied weakly, "I--I want to do it."
Vernon raised his brow and grinned mischievously, "Hm? What did you say? I can't hear it clearly."
"I--I said I want it...." Chloe repeated her answer, it was too embarrassing for her to utter it, and she definitely didn't want to say it out loud.
"Still can't hear you~."
Chloe clenched her fist. At this point, Vernon was just teasing her because he could.
She lifted her head courageously and proclaimed, "I said I want it!"
"Heh, expected so," Vernon shut the door and locked it. He walked towards Chloe, who stood awkwardly like a frightened virgin on her first night.
"Strip," he ordered.
Chloe bit her lower lip, she wanted to say no, but it would be very hypocritical of her to say that after what she said before.
So she started unbuttoning her pajama until her tits were exposed and pulled her pants down. She was now naked, just like the big man whose cock was fully erect again after seeing her body.
Vernon whistled while his eyes greedily scanned all around the naked body of his woman.
Chloe quickly covered her tits and pussy with her hands and yelled, "D--Don't look! I--I know my body is disgusting--"
"Disgusting? I think it looks sexy," Vernon said truthfully.
"L--Lies..."
"Well, if you think I'm lying, then maybe my dick will tell the truth," Vernon grabbed her wrist and placed her palm on top of his bulbous tip. "Stroke it, baby."
Chloe gulped, she could feel his throbbing hot dick in her hand, and she grabbed Vernon's bulbous tip and played with the horse's eye with her thumb.
'Ahh... your hand feels so soft, fuck...." Vernon knew that nobody could give him the same sensation except Chloe. She was the woman that would be his doom, the woman that could control his cock like a joystick.
Chloe's breath heaved when she realized that one hand wasn't enough to play with Vernon's thick cock.
Thus, she used her free hand to cover her tits to start stroking the shaft while one hand was playing with the tip.
Vernon grunted in response, and it didn't take long for him to start leaking precum that Chloe used to slather it all on his thick dick for a smoother stroking experience.
Shlick. Shlick. Shlick. Shlick.
"Ohhh... fuck! Go on, you make me feel so good," Vernon commanded. His eyes were lustful as he gazed down at Chloe's exposed tits.
He grinned as he had intrusive thought, 'I wonder if I could tit fuck her later. Not now though, gotta fatten her up some more, so I can eat her up all day and night, hahah!'
Chloe continued stroking his dick until Vernon realized he couldn't hold on any more.
"Urgh, I'm close. Kneel in front of me, Chloe," Vernon commanded.
Chloe looked up and was met with Vernon's deep yet lustful gaze. It was like hypnosis that made her obey. She nodded weakly and kneeled in front of Vernon, which made her face stay on the same level as his cock.
"Continue stroking it, fuck! I'm so fucking close!"
Chloe followed his order, and she quickened her tempo.
Shlick! Shlick! Shlick! Shlick!
"Ahhh! I'm cumming! Take it all on your face, woman! ARGH! FUCK!"
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Vernon grunted before he felt the heightened sensation when his gaze blurred out white for a second, and he shot many thick cum right on her face.
"Ah--umph!" Chloe quickly covered her eyes and closed her mouth when she saw the thick hot semen shot right into her face. She could feel Vernon's scalding hot semen slowly flowing from her forehead to her chin.
"Hahh... hahh..." Vernon was breathing heavily after such a stimulating ejaculation. He stared at his beloved's face, stained with his cum, and his cock hardened again almost instantly.
'Fuck, she looks so hot,' Vernon thought. His breath was rushing again, and he was ready for the second round.
Meanwhile, Chloe was still closing her eyes. She didn't know how to react because this was the first time for her to get a cum facial.
She didn't hate it. In fact, it opened something in her.
'I... somehow like it. I don't know why...' Chloe pondered as she got a little worried. 'But is it okay for me to like it? I feel like... Vernon keeps introducing me to weird kinks. It makes me worried....'
"Now, for the snack I've been saving for the night."
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"Now, for the snack I've been saving for the night."
While Chloe continued pondering, Vernon wrapped his hand around her waist and lifted her.
Chloe opened her eyes in shock but couldn't react because Vernon suddenly threw her to his soft bed.
"Ah--" Chloe's body bounced on the bed, and Vernon was amused at how her tits jiggled right when she landed on his bed.
"God, you startled me!" Chloe yelled at him, and Vernon grinned in response.
He stood at the edge of the bed, grabbed Chloe's ankles, and then spread them wide, giving a full show of her pussy in front of the lustful beast.
"AH! D--Don't!" Chloe yelled out of panic.
She desperately tried to cover her private area with her hands, but Vernon's gaze seemed to penetrate her hands. It gave her a feeling of vulnerability as if everything she did would not help her and she would soon be devoured by this Big bad wolf.
Vernon licked his lips, "Why did you cover it?"
"I--It's embarrassing...." Chloe murmured weakly.
"Ugly? Hahahaha!" Vernon laughed freely, finding Chloe to be funny yet cute at the same time. "Why do you need to be embarrassed? Didn't I tell you that your pussy will be my dinner tonight?"
"How could you say that so lightly...." Chloe protested weakly. She simply didn't understand how he could say many vulgar things without thinking twice as if everything was just a regular thing for him.
"Why not?" Vernon smirked. "You need to relax and let it all out, Chloe. I want you to feel good with my touch, is that wrong?"
"N--Not wrong, but...." Chloe wanted to say that Vernon's touch was like a wave crashing down on her small body, drowning her and making her unable to control herself.
She was scared that she... might become a slut under the constant pleasure given by this man, and there was no turning back after that.
"See? It's also not wrong to eat your pussy tonight," Vernon said. "In fact, I've been wanting to do this for... a long while."
He released his hands on Chloe's ankles, and her leg drooped slowly until it made an M-shape, still exposing the private area she desperately covered with her hands.
Chloe bit her lower lip as her body grew hotter under Vernon's penetrating and lustful gaze.
Vernon's gaze deepened as his lust surged up, just like his cock got rock hard again. He leaned down and kissed the hands that covered her pussy.
He glanced up, staring at Chloe, who was checking what he was doing down there, and asked, "Would you mind lifting your hands off my dinner, or should I do it myself?"
"D--Dinner-- I--it's not food--"
"Oh it is my food for the night, I will nibble and slurp the fuck out of it," Vernon said. He started to get impatient as Chloe played a long game with him.
He was naturally an impatient man. If he wanted something, he wanted it NOW.
He could be this patient because he cared for the fragile woman he loved.
But sometimes, that sense of impatience leaked out, just like now.
Knowing that Chloe wouldn't move her hands away, he got a good idea.
He smirked mischievously and kissed her inner thighs, even licking the area around her covered genital.
"Ah! U--uhm! S--Stop it, Vernon! It's ticklish!" Chloe yelled. She didn't do anything other than try to close her legs, which she couldn't do because he grabbed her inner thighs with his hands.
Vernon lifted her thighs and used a pillow under her butt, ensuring Chloe couldn't do anything to hide now.
"Ahh! Uh... V--Vernon... please..." Chloe started begging when Vernon continued kissing and licking her inner thighs and the area around the covered pussy.
But Vernon ignored it all and continued stimulating Chloe to the point that Chloe couldn't hold it anymore.
"Vernon, s--stop! You're tickling me!" Chloe lifted her hands and tried to push Vernon's head away from her private area.
"Heheh, finally," Vernon quickly wrapped Chloe's wrists in one hand, giving her no chance to hide her delicious pussy now.
"Ah! N--No!" Chloe was so embarrassed that Vernon saw her exposed private part. She started struggling, and Vernon got a little overwhelmed and confused by her struggle.
"Whoa, calm down, Chloe. I don't know why you are struggling so much," Vernon said. "I thought you said you wanted it."
"B--But I--" Chloe's body started trembling, and she looked traumatized to the point that she almost cried. "I don't want you to see that...."
"Why not?"
"It's--" Chloe's eyes were pooling with water. She couldn't hide her pain and fear anymore.
She had been ashamed when one particular man looked at it and laughed at her.
Vernon held his breath when he saw tears flowing from the corner of her eyes to her cheeks.
"Chloe?" he called softly, but he was also confused, afraid that he might've done something wrong. "Why do you cry?"
"I--It's so ugly. Please don't look at it...." Chloe begged. "He said it's so ugly...."
Vernon realized that something was wrong. His gaze darkened as his eyes started to be filled with rage, "Who said that?"
Chloe gasped once she realized that she accidentally spilled one of the humiliations she suffered from Vincent.
She had a trauma when a man saw her private area because on her first night with Vincent, she got a little tip from her mother to make herself wanted by her husband.
So she washed up, shaved all the hair, sprayed some tantalizing perfume, and prepared for everything.
She thought Vincent would like everything about her, but when he separated her legs and looked at that cherry, he instantly laughed and said;
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"I don't know why did I fuck you back in high school. Your pussy looks so ugly, even when shaved, it's still looks fucking terrible," Vincent said condescendingly. "You should be grateful that I'm a good man who will accept my wife's ugly... stuff."
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