When I found myself trapped by my husband, I stared into his beautiful green eyes, fearing what would happen next, Mark grabbed my hands, putting my arms behind my body, holding my arms with only one hand, he put his other hand in because of the cut in my dress, tearing them off, caressing my sex with his fingers, making me moan

" You're mine, understand? Only mine and nothing but I can touch your body – she told me – Ssofía, tell me whose are you? "Come on, say it, who do you belong to?" she told me while she continued caressing my sex.

"Mark, I'm yours, you already...