"Hey, since you're going to divorce me, how can you do this to me?"
Franklin frowned. "Who told you I was going to divorce you?"
"I'm not pregnant, so I don't see any reason for you to be with me."
"I can make you pregnant soon. Don't you trust me?"
Emily's mind was in mess, unable to figure out what he was referring to.
Franklin didn't leave enough time for her to think it through. He lunged at Emily, pushing her against the bed. Emily struggled, but he got both of her hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above her head. He's pinning her to the bed using his hips.
His eyes were full of needs. His other hand brought her face up. His lips are on hers, making Emily pant.
Emily moaned into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening and he took full advantage. He sucked Emily's lips and expertly explored her mouth. Their tongues met and were playing beautifully. His kiss was so passionate that Emily could not breathe.
"Breath, my angel," Franklin left her lips and moved down to kiss her jawline, her neck, and slowly down to her boobs.
He scoped her boobs in his mouth, licking and butting her nipples.
Hungry and desperate, she arched back to give him complete admittance to her breast.
His right hand was also very busy. It went down to part her legs, rubbing her thigh and then her pink private land. She's already wet.
Franklin laughed and kissed all the way down to her secret garden.
Emily was startled and struggled to get out of his control. The feeling of someone kissing the most private part of her body is strange.
Franklin knew she was shy, so he let it go and came back to kiss her mouth to make her relax.
When Emily was drowned in his amazing killing skills, he slowly placed his brother on the entrance and thrust in.
"Fran…" She screamed, but her voice immediately vanished in Franklin's tongue. He kissed her hard to stop her scream.
Oh, she's so tight, biting his cock tightly.
"You are so sweet," he murmured.
He sped up and moaned out of satisfaction. She felt pain at first but her pain soon turned into pleasure with each deep thrust. Franklin kept going up and down.
It's definitely a long wild night.
The next day, Emily opened her eyes. The birds were singing and showering in the sunshine. What a beautiful morning.
But when she tossed, she felt killing pains on her waist as if it was broken.
Moreover, she was surprised to see a naked man lying next to her, even though he's Franklin. She screamed.
"Morning," Franklin was awakened.
Emily's face was burning and quickly hid herself from head to toe in the quilt.
Franklin shook his head and went out of bed. He's refreshed and happily walked into the restroom to take a shower.
Emily seized upon this momentary interruption and put on her clothes quickly.
"Where are you going in such a hurry?" Franklin came out after the shower and frowned when he saw that Emily was dressed up.
Emily's ears turned red and she said quickly, "Work! Since you've taken a bath, it's my turn now."
After that, she hastily ran into the bathroom.
She quickly washed her face and brushed her teeth. After making sure she looked good, she went out.
However, Franklin was still in the room, sitting on the sofa reading newspaper, with a mug of coffee on the table.
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