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Chapter 252 by sexybjgal69 sexybjgal69

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XXXmas Party: Leah barges in just as Jonathan climaxes (Suspicion: -60, Luck: -80)

“Fuuuuuuuuck YeeeessssssAahhhhhh!” He bellowed as he filled Mrs. Clemen’s greedy mouth. Leah noticed that she swallowed with the natural affinity of a two-bit whore in heat.

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"Jonathan! How could you do this to me?!" she cried out, Leah stepped inside the room with a look of sadness and anger on her face and sickness in her heart and stomach.

Jonathan jolted upright, his eyes wild with terror as he saw Leah standing there, his face a mess of drunken stupor, he was unsure of what was happening exactly it seemed. Mrs. Clemens's head snapped up, her lips still glistening with his cum, an expression of panic and surprise etched on her face. She scrambled to stand up as a strand of cum dribbled from her chin.

"Leah!" Jonathan stammered, the room spinning around him. He couldn't believe what was happening. His brain scrambled for an explanation, his drunken mind unable to string together a coherent thought. "Baby... I... it's not what it looks like..." he trailed off.

“You bastard!” Leah screamed, even over the Christmas music playing downstairs “Are you fucking kidding me!?” Leah began to cry.

“Baby I…I…I don’t know what…I’m sorry I—it didn’t mean what—I...I don't know what…” his face was coming-to slowly. He began to fumble with his pants awkwardly.

Mrs. Clemens rushed out of the room quickly, wiping her chin with the back of her hand as she looked with a crazed set of eyes at Leah.

Leah’s own eyes were filling with tears as she continued to berate Jonathan. He pleaded and apologized about the incident trying to explain he didn’t know what came over him. It was Leah, after all, who gave him and Mrs. Clemens the aphrodisiac from the Dirty Santa game. What had she expected?

Leah rushed out of AP Kenning’s house to the car. Jonathan reeled after her. He was barely able to drive home as the **** flowed through his veins and Leah laid into him with both barrels crying and berating him about his mistake. Jonathan cringed with each damning word. It was ironic of course that Leah could use the same mouth to berate her considering what her mouth had done with others.

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