The Passion of Casanova

The Passion of Casanova
Open Your Mouth!


Joseph held onto his chest which was painful. "What does all this mean for Angel?"


"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, please forgive me. I promise I won't do it again" said the woman with increasingly broken cries.


Hearing that, Laura put her face down. While Joseph stood up, and looked at his wife with nanar. "Are you really having an affair behind my back?" he asked with incredulous eyes.


His loyalty, his efforts, his hard work, were met with wounds, which did not even have a cure.


Angel shook his head faintly. "I didn't mean it, Mom."


Joseph's chest tightened even more, his heart was like being squeezed by a big hand, and produced such excruciating pain.


"The answer is right! So you're cheating behind my back?"


Angel grew more and more unwilling to hear the clap, and she finally gave a small nod. "But I promise, I won't be like that anymore."


"Well!" Joseph gave a small sigh. "When did you betray me? And tell me, what's my lack, huh? Whahuh? Am I giving you less money? Did I give you less facilities? Or are you not happy playing in bed? Say fucking nets!"


Joseph took a vase of flowers and threw it in any direction, to vaporize his irritation.


Until the shreds of the vase were scattered everywhere, shattered like the man's heart.


"I'm sorry, Mom. Sorry." Angel clenched her hands together, with tears in her eyes.


Joseph's breath hunted, his mind began to be unable to be conditioned, and his emotions were no longer controlled, he immediately pulled Angel's hand to make the woman stand.


"Say what made you turn away from me? You want me to always satisfy you? Comehere! I'm satisfied now!"


"No, Mas."


Joseph slams Angel's body on one of the long sofas. While Laura was melengos, she immediately passed from there, not wanting to see any further quarrels her parents had.


Joseph opened his waist belt impatiently, seeing that Angel was crying and shaking his head.


"What do you mean like that? You don't want to serve your husband? While out there, you sold your body? You're fucking!"


The man immediately unzipped his pants, and displayed his still-sleeping navel. He approached Angel who was already lying on the sofa.


"Open your mouth!" scream Joseph with reddened eyes.


Angel shakes. "No way, Mom. Please don't be like this, I beg you."


However, instead of hearing Joseph grunt, and gripped Angel's jaw. "Open your mouth!" Joseph's voice echoed even more in the room.


And Angel is still strong, not willing to comply with the request of her husband who is being hit by emotions.


What he did was he reaping. Getting Joseph angry was the biggest mistake for him. Because all this time, the man always gave in to her.


But once you get angry, it's all over.


Joseph regressed his body, provoking his body to be ready to satisfy the woman in his control.


Until little by little the heirloom stiffened. "How's Angel? Is this what you're doing out there?"


After the long object stood perfectly upright, Joseph took it out of Angel's mouth.


The man immediately revealed the dress worn by his wife. And pulled out a piece of cloth attached to the core of the woman's body.


"Mas, don't be like this. We'll talk about everything, please" Angel.


"What do we need to talk about? Don't you just want satisfaction? I'll satisfy you soon, Angel!"


Without hesitation, Joseph immediately tore apart Angel's nirvana boundary. He played rough, as if showing his anger.


"Do you like it?" ask Joseph.


And Angel could only moan, because Joseph did it almost without warming up, making the point feel sore.


Shortly thereafter, Joseph was released. She slightly pressed hers, then pulled away from Angel's body.


Both breaths hunted, but the release did not make Joseph's anger subside at all.


"Clean your filthy body, and haul all your belongings from here, for from today on, you are not my wife anymore! Tomorrow I'll take care of our divorce papers!"


The deg!


"Mas! I don't want a divorce, Mom!"


"I don't care!"


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Ma'am Angel next time, if you already have a good husband, rich, like to lose. Don't have to act a lot anyway. Thankful that you know, even shrill Ken, the bedegul🤣🤣🤣


Don't forget the sprinkles of its jiggly😘😘😘