Chapter 208

I Hate It When You Hurt Blueeyes

“You don’t taste bad at all. Hmm,” Teddy hummed a breath of relief, unlocked his clenched teeth, freed his grip from her waist and pulled out his penis from her vagina.

Mrs. Fanny frowned her face, pulled down her wedding gown and endeavored to wipe the tears trickling down her cheeks. But as for her tears there was no stopping her. She jerked repeatedly, folded her arms which gathered under her bust, pressed her body to the wall and felt pained for the dilemma she was going to pass through in the hands of Teddy as the days would drag by. As she sniffed and wailed uncontrollably, she stared at teddy as he squeezed into his trousers and smelled gratefully with satisfaction hanging across his face.

“Why are you all tears, hmmm?” he hummed, stretched the hem of his suit and rolled his eyes at her. “You have to be grateful that the father of the child in your womb made love to you,” he groaned, walked to her side, stroked her hair and t