“SUMMER vacation in the Maldives?” Mikhail repeated in furrowed brows. “Elise, are you sure about your plan? I don’t want to go to that country!”

Elise laughed. “Why? Because you’re afraid in a large body of water?” she smirked. “Your daughter and I wanted to have fun, Mikhail. Are you saying that we should stopped on what makes us happy just because of your absurd phobia?”

Mikhail doesn’t like the sarcastic tone of his wife, but he has to control himself. He doesn’t want their daughter to witness their fight. He sighed and looked at his five-year-old daughter. “Nancy, do you really wanted to have a vacation in the Maldives?”

Nancy smiled broadly. “I wanted to see colorful fishes!” she said and jumped happily. “But…” She hesitantly looked at her mother. Her lips pressed together as if wanted to say something. “Nothing, daddy.”

“Come on, baby.” Mikhail carried his daughter in his arms. “What do you wanna tell your daddy?”

“You heard her. She said she wanted to go to the Maldives,” Elise answered. She was busy brushing her hair in front of her vanity mirror. “You know, Mikhail, you don’t have to come with us. I can travel with Nancy and some of our guards.” She looked at him over her shoulders. “It’s more fun if you’ll send three or more guards to secure us.”

Mikhail clenched his jaw. He knew what Elise is trying to say. He lowered his daughter and told her to go to her room to choose which clothes she wanted to bring on their vacation. As soon as the door close, Mikhail confronted his wife.

“Don’t you dare to make your stupid habits in front of my daughter,” he said and clenched his jaw in anger. “I’m warning you, Elise, not in front of my daughter.”

Elise met his glare in the mirror. “Why?” she smiled wickedly. “What are you going to do to me, Mikhail?”

“I will kill you,” he said with gritted teeth.

Elise raised from her seat in a sensual way that emphasized her rounded hips. She sauntered towards him as she slowly pulled the laces on her robe. Before she reached him, she was completely naked.

“Kill me with what?” she asked and traced her lips with her tongue. Her fingers stroke her throat down to her clavicle. “In what way you wanted to kill me, Mikhail?”

“Stop it, Elise,” he growled. “Do you think you still have an effect on me?”

Elise smirked but doesn’t speak. She ran her fingers to her large breasts and encircled her fingers on her nipples. “Oh…” she moaned and shut her eyes. “Touch me, honey…”

Mikhail swallowed hard. He watched Elise pleasured herself in front of him. “You’re good at nasty things,” he said and stepped back. “But, I won’t bite on your traps.”

Elise opened her eyes. Her cloudy gaze was like sending flames to his body. Her hand went between her legs while the other kept on groping her breasts. “Hmm…” She bit her lower lip and spread her legs widely. “Oh, fuck, honey…” She inserted her two fingers inside her dripping mound and screamed in pleasure. When she withdrew it, she showed him her cream-coated fingers. “You have this effect on me, Mikhail.”

Mikhail’s gaze darkened. “You may give me arousal, but all my love for you is long gone, Elise,” he said and pushed her to the bed. The woman fell on the mattress with her legs spread in front of him. “Turn around. I don’t want to see your face while I fuck your butt.”

Elise giggled as she positioned herself in all fours. “You don’t want to see my face as you gave me the best fuck of my life?”

Mikhail unbuckled his pants and let his long and hard shaft freed from his crotch. It grew harder when his whore wife wiggled her big butt and pushed towards his cock. “Even I gave you all my best, you wouldn’t be satisfied,” he said in a clenched jaw. “I’m not enough for you, Elise. That’s why you kept on doing your immoral habits, right?”

“I’m glad you know that, honey,” she replied blatantly. “If you would just give what I wanted, I—oh!” She whimpered and clutched on the bedsheet when he shoved his cock inside her forcefully. “Oh, fuck!”

“This is what you want, right?” Mikhail asked his wife. Sweats trickled on his temple. “You wanted to get fuck recklessly.” He gripped her waist tightly and banged his hips on her butt. The room filled with her yelps and whimpered, but Mikhail doesn't care. “This is the kind of sex that a whore like you always wanted.”

“Fuck you, M-Mikhail!” Elise tried to look at him over her shoulders, but Mikhail grabbed her hair. “Oh, shit…” she screamed in pleasure. “Fuck me, oh! Harder!”

Mikhail clenched his jaw as his eyes scrutinized her perfect body. Elise is one hell of a sexy beast, with beautiful and luscious and curves. She has a sex goddess body that every man drooled over: big tits, small waist, big hips and butt, and a deceiving face of an angel. And, she got him using those aspects.

Mikhail thought Elise was the perfect wife that he has ever wanted. The first year of their marriage was peaceful and happy, but everything changed like a nightmare when she got pregnant. Her true colors unfolded in front of his eyes. It was late when Mikhail realized that he married a monster.

If not because of their daughter, he could have divorced her. Only Nancy bound them together. She’s the only reason why Mikhail is accepting all Elise’s sins to him. But everything has its ending. And Mikhail is just waiting for the right moment to do it.

“Harder!” Elise shouted at him angrily. “Is this all you can do?” she asked insultingly. “I’d rather fuck with one of our guards. I’m sure they knew how to satisfy me—”

Mikhail pushed her on the bed and grabbed her feet. He spread her legs and draped them on his shoulders. “You’re such a whore, Elise.”

“I am, honey,” she smirked. “I thought you have learned to live with that—” She groaned as he pushed his thick cock on her wet mound. “I like it when you take me with force…” She licked her lips. “I’m so tired of your lousiness—”

“Shut the fuck up!” Mikhail shouted and grabbed her neck. “Shut your mouth—”

Elise laughed mockingly. “I love it,” she said and stroked his hand on her neck. “Choke me, baby.”

“Fuck you…” He muttered, not breaking his glare on her. “I’m so sorry for Nancy because you are her mother.”

Elise didn’t speak. She just looked at him with her pair of dark marble eyes. Those eyes once looked at him lovingly. But, now, what he saw was just lust and sins. Mikhail withdrew his cock, but she grabbed his waist just before his cock's tip went out.

“Let me finish, bastard,” she said, panting.

Mikhail smirked. “Deal with it. I’m tired of you,” he spat the words to her as he zipped his fly. “Fuck the chair until you reach your climax.”

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