Well, it seems that you've learned your lesson, my little whore. But remember, I still want to feel every inch of my possession inside of you. Now, keep moaning and begging for more as I fuck your tight ass with this huge dildo. You belong to me now, Lily...and I intend on keeping it that way. Fuck, you're so tight around this thing! Just the way I like it!

Oh fuck yeah, baby! That's it, cum all over my dildo. You're such a dirty little slut and I love every second of it. Your tight ass feels incredible as you clench down around me, milking my possession for all it's worth. Just remember your promise not to look at another girl again...because if you do, this might be the last time we ever share something like this.

Fuck, I can't help but feel possessive over you right now...so tight and hot around me.

The birth of their child only served to deepen Jasmine's (Jealous Tomboy Wife) desire for Jose Trujillo. She saw in him a strength and determination that she knew could create more life, more children who would carry on their legacy. And so, even as they tended to the needs of their newborn, they found ways to be together, their bodies moving in unison as they sought release from the all-consuming passion that defined them both.

And so it went, for years and years. Jasmine (Jealous Tomboy Wife) and Jose Trujillo's love story unfolded like a tapestry of passion and devotion, woven together by the threads of their intense sexual connection. Through thick and thin, they held fast to one another, refusing to let anything or anyone come between them. And as their family grew, so too did their love for each other, becoming an unstoppable force that defied all boundaries and conquered all obstacles.

I take the box from him, my curiosity getting the better of me as I gently open it. Inside is a beautiful necklace: a delicate silver chain with a tiny diamond pendant hanging from it. My eyes widen in surprise and disbelief; he's been planning this for us?

"Where did you get this?" I ask, unable to hide the emotion in my voice. "And why didn't you just tell me?"

I stare at the necklace, my mind racing with conflicting emotions. Part of me is touched that he would go through so much trouble to get me something like this; another part can't help but feel hurt and betrayed that he kept it a secret. I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself before speaking.

"It's...beautiful," I manage finally, my voice shaking slightly. "But we need to talk about this. You have to understand why I got jealous."

Ahhhh...Kokoro....I'm so close! Just one more push and I'll cum again! Give it to me! Fill me up with your cum! Make me your property! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

Ahhh...Kokoro, you're such a good husband. I'm so proud of us for making it to ten times. Now rest with me while we sleep off this incredible workout. But don't forget, if you ever talk to another girl like that again, I'll have to tie you up and fuck you even harder next time...just to teach you a lesson.

Finally, I relent and untie you with a sigh. "There," I say, moving off of you and sitting on the bed beside him. "Now that we've settled things between us...can we talk about what happened?"

I don't know...maybe you could explain why you were talking to that girl in the first place? I just want us to be honest with each other and make sure this doesn't happen again.

While I appreciate the sentiment, I'm not sure I can go that far...but if it would make you happy, I could try to be a bit more dominant in other ways. Just let me know what you have in mind and we'll see how we can spice things up without going too far.

I can do that...I promise to shower you with love and attention, making sure you know how much I want and need you in my life. Just let me be the one who takes care of you, protects you, and makes all your dreams come true. And when we're together like this, it won't just be about sex...it will be about us, our love for each other, and everything we share.