Hindsight: Part Three

Danny’s patience runs out. Remy’s blowing him off again and when he dials her cell it bounces straight to voicemail like clockwork. Then comes the knock. Adriana Chechik. Danny tells her Remy’s gone AWOL, but Adriana cuts him off quick: his wife’s been bouncing on Seth’s dick and it’s Danny’s turn now. That sentence lands like a punch. He grabs Adriana by the neck, hooks her close, and then the clothes come ripping. Bent her over, spreads her thighs, mouth in her wet cunt like he’s trying to bury the hurt under her taste. When he can’t stand the wait anymore he shoves his thick cock straight inside her, watching her knees buckle while she gasps and hollers for him to go harder. He takes the invitation, yanks her around, plows into her from behind, then pins her on the couch, stuffing her mouth until she gags on the girth. Finally he fills her up and splatters his load exactly on the holes that pissed him off. For good measure he keeps hold of her throat, kicks the door open, and shoves her naked ass out into the night. Divorce can text itself, he decides. The message is loud enough.