Zaria’s days were spent bound into any number of positions, leaving her legs and arms in constant, aching, burning pain. He would fuck her hard, fast, and without a single care for her comfort, often leaning in to silence her screaming mouth with a kiss as he pistoned his cock in and out of her asshole.
She just couldn’t believe how lucky she was! How many girls landed a husband like him? None of her friends, that was for sure!
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