Soon, from the living room came moans of uncontrollable pain and pleasure.

There was also the sound of flesh hitting against flesh that echoed through the room.

The woman was already naked, but Francis did not even take off his clothes. He was neat and tidy, only unzipping his pants. He stepped on the sofa with one foot and entered the woman's body from behind.

One could see the drunken and dazed eyes on his cold face, but there was not the slightest bit of passion or excitement on his face. It was a strong contrast to the uncontrollable passion of the woman beneath him.

Mary and Belland soon heard the voices coming from the living room.

Mary let out a low cry and fell off the sink. Fortunately, Belland had strong arms, so she did not hit the ground.

"Didn't you say that he won't be coming back tonight?" Mary's beautiful eyes were wide open. Although she was scolding Belland, the redness on her face had not subsided, making her look very sexy.

Belland hugged his wife's soft waist and lowered his voice with an innocent look on his face. "That's what he told me."

Mary was about to cry. She had just gone through a passionate round with Belland in the room earlier and had come to the bathroom to take a shower.

Yet, Belland had followed her into the bathroom, where he once again tried to seduce Mary, easily succeeding in getting her to go for a second round.

They had been in the midst of that second round.

Mary had initially disagreed. After all, there was an outsider in the house, and they did not know when he would be back. It was Belland who had said that Francis would not be back tonight, so Mary had agreed to have sex with him in the bathroom.

Now, in the middle of the process, Francis came back with a woman. From the sound of it, it was obvious that he was in the living room.

"I will chase him out in two days."Belland's hot penis pressed against Mary's lower abdomen, hitting it gently.

It indicated that he needed her very much at the moment.

Mary did not want to synchronize with the situation outside the bathroom, and it would be awkward if they were caught.

But, Belland didn't let her go. He hugged Mary and continued to coax her, begging her to continue.

Under her husband's hot figure and handsome face, Mary eventually gave in, but urged him to keep his voice down and end it quickly.

Belland spread a towel on the floor and sat down on it. He stretched out his long and well-proportioned legs and hugged Mary as she sat on top of him.

Behind her was his still hard and large penis, while meeting her mouth was his hot and flirtatious kiss. Mary gradually let go of the uneasiness in her heart and once again fell into her husband's strong and powerful sexual rhythm.

Belland turned the water in the bathroom to the maximum, covering the soft moans from his wife's mouth.

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In the spacious and bright luxurious private room.

Martin poured wine for Horatio and smiled in an ingratiating manner, "Mr. Pat, this bottle of red wine is from Mordan Valiant Winery. I heard that you would be present today, so I specially prepared it for you. Although it's not a first-class red wine, it still represents my strong sincerity."

"You're welcome, Martin. We can be considered old friends." Although Horatio spoke politely, he did not hold back from reaching for the wine Martin poured for him.

Then, Horatio took a sip and narrowed his eyes as he took in the flavor of the wine. The next moment, he looked at the wine bottle on the small table in surprise.

The red wine had been poured into the wine dispenser, so the bottle was thrown on the small table. Horatio's eyes widened when he saw it.

"Martin, you really know how to joke. Is this not a first-class red wine? I've only had the honor of drinking it once, at a banquet of really famous person. I still can't forget this rich taste. This is the work of master Andre Benoit!"

Martin was stunned and said with a puzzled expression, "Mr. Pat, I'm afraid you've made a mistake..."

Someone at the side said, "Horatio is a famous connoisseur who can easily distinguish the winery and vintage of most common red wines. How could he have made a mistake?"

Another person asked, "Although Andre's works are valuable, it's simply impossible to buy them on the market. Martin, how did you get them?"

Martin's face was full of confusion. This bottle of red wine was just an ordinary red wine from the Mordan Valiant Winery. Although it was also very valuable, it was definitely a world of difference from the works of master Andre Benoit.

Was it really not Horatio who made a mistake?

Mabel, who was beside Martin, suddenly widened her eyes. "Martin, was this the bottle of red wine from my car?"