Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
You’ve done this to yourself. I tried to protect you from it happening, I gave you as many warnings as possible, and yet you’ve refused to call. Did you think you could start something and just walk away when you decided? Oh no, that isn’t how this works. You’ve dug yourself into a hole, and the only way out is to pay.
The ticking clock has just stopped. So how your teen homewrecker has shown up at your house to humiliate your wife.
Homewrecker Humiliates Your Wife
I came over today to give you one last chance to pay up, but the witch opened the door. She smiled sweetly at me and asked what she could help me with. Sure, I could have told her I had knocked on the wrong door. I could have turned around and just left, but your car was in the driveway, and I knew you were home.
“I’m here to see your husband,” I replied. She seemed startled as I twirled my ponytail around my fingers. Your dumbass wife looked me up and down, and I could tell her intuition was finally catching up. “Can I come in?”
She didn’t want to let me, it was written all over her face, so I pushed past her. It wasn’t hard; she’s as thin as a twig. Why would you ever marry someone who’s built like a boy? No wonder you started fucking a real curvy woman like me.
I stomped into the house, yelling your name. You popped out of your office with panic on your face. “Krysta? What the fuck are you doing here?” I shrugged and pointed to your wife, who was already nearly in tears.
“Tell the dumb fuck why you’ve been working so many extra hours, Steve.” Your mouth opened and closed. Your brain cannot connect the dots now that you’re confronted with your biggest problem. “TELL her how bad she is at sex, so you started plunging your married cock into my pussy!”
“Krysta!” You bark as your wife sniffles back tears. I cackle a laugh and shrug.
“I warned you.”
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410