Cory's House

Soon enough they arrive at Cory's house, Nick pulls up in front of the driveway and turns off the car. It is a very nice house.

It is a large Tudor-style house with beige stucco walls and a gray slate roof. The front garden is filled with lush green grass and an array of colorful flowers. The porch is lined with white-washed columns and a wide deck. The windows are all gleaming in the sunlight, giving off a warm and welcoming feeling.

As he parks the car he grabs the back of Cory's head and forces her to swallow his cum. She gulps it down, not wanting to anger him any further. He pulls away from her and steps out of the car, looking up at the house in front of him with a satisfied smirk on his face. Now it was time for Cory's husband to find out what kind of wife he had married.

He takes Cory by the arm and leads her up to the front door, unlocking it with the key she had given him. They step inside and Nick looks around in awe at the house. It is beautifully furnished and decorated with an array of furniture that all seem like they had been chosen carefully.

Cory nervously leads him through to a hallway where Nick stops abruptly, pointing her towards a room on the left. "Let's go into your husband's home office," he says firmly. She reluctantly follows him into the room, letting out a sigh of relief when he doesn't try to take her right away even though it was obvious what he wanted from her. He locks the door behind them and strides over to her husband's desk as she watches nervously from across the room not knowing what he was planning.

He pulls out his phone and sets it up to record the debauchery that is to come, ensuring that it would pick up every word. He then took a seat in one of the chairs and motioned for Cory to come over and kneel in front of him.