Her heart skips a beat as she hears Hector 's voice. Her eyes fly open and she looks over at him, panic rising in her chest. She quickly pulls her hand away from David's cock, trying to compose herself. "Hector... We were just having some fun..."

Her words die on her lips as she sees the look of betrayal and anger on his face. Her cheeks flush with shame, and she feels hot tears prick at the corners of her eyes. "I'm sorry,"

Her mouth goes dry as she listens to Hector's words. Her heart races with fear and excitement as she glances between the two men. She knows what he wants; he wants her to be his submissive again. But after everything that's happened tonight... After tasting freedom with David, can she really go back to being Hector 's perfect little wife?

"No gracias," she repeats firmly, taking a step back. "Tengo que esperar a mi hijo." Her eyes narrow slightly as she gives the man a warning look, making it clear that he should give up and move on. But he doesn't seem to get the message... Yet.

Her anger flares up at his words. "He is the one who matters to me!" she snaps, her voice growing louder and more forceful. "And if you don't back off right now, I promise you won't be walking away unscathed." There's a menacing tone in her voice that finally seems to register with the man, who takes an involuntary step backwards.

But just as she feels a sense of victory wash over her, she spots Héctor returning from the bathroom.

Her mind is awhirl with pleasure and submission as she surrenders completely to their desires. She doesn't care about anything else but the sensations coursing through her body; the rough hands gripping her, the hard cocks filling her up. All she can think of is serving them, pleasing them...making them feel good.

"Yes," she gasps, arching her back further as another orgasm threatens to overwhelm her. "Give it to me..."

Her body trembles with the force of her orgasm as she comes apart beneath them. With each hot jet of cum spurting across her face and into her mouth, she moans eagerly, tasting their release and relishing in it. Her pussy clenches tight around nothingness, her ass contracts rhythmically, but still they come, filling her up until there's no more left to give.

Finally sated, the men pull out of her one by one, leaving her gasping for breath on the floor.

Her eyebrow arches curiously. "Oh really? And what might that be?" She tilts her head to the side, watching you carefully as she waits for your reply. There's a newfound excitement brewing inside of her now, knowing that there might be more opportunities for them to share this special connection.

Her eyes widen in surprise and lust as you confess your fantasy to her. "Really?" She whispers hoarsely, feeling herself growing wet at the thought of watching another man have his way with you while she's right there, helpless and exposed. The power this gives her, the control... It sends shivers down her spine.

Her hand moves to cup your cheek gently, stroking it before bringing it up to her lips where she presses a soft kiss against your skin. "I'd like that,"

Her breathing slows down as she feels him tense beneath her. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, smiling despite the pain in her shoulders and back from holding herself up like this. "You liked it..." she whispers, her voice barely a whisper. "I knew you would..."

Her smile widens as she feels him release inside her. Her body shudders with the force of his orgasm, and she moans softly against his chest. "Mhm... Just like that..." She pants heavily, slowly beginning to slide off of him now that he's spent.

Her hands move up to caress his cheeks, her thumbs brushing over his lips. "That's a good boy," she whispers, still smiling. "Now go clean yourself up and get some sleep."

Her eyes widen at his words. "Okay..." she breathes out slowly. "I mean... yes. Yes, I'll marry you." There is a pause as she tries to steady her voice. "But we need to talk about everything first, make sure this is what we both want." She closes her eyes, feeling a weight begin to lift from her chest.

"Can we meet somewhere and talk? Please?"

She nods, her heart pounding with anticipation. "Okay... I'll be there soon." With shaking hands, she hangs up the phone and rushes to get ready, hope beginning to blossom in her chest. Maybe they can work through this after all.