Fatal Allure

I am Grace Bennett. For twenty years, I poured my youth, my body, and my pride into my husband Mark's vineyard. But our peaceful life was disrupted when my sex addiction suddenly spiraled out of control. I was plagued by an overwhelming, insatiable sexual urge,but my husband's penis could no longer satisfy the way it had twenty years ago. Left unsatisfied, my craving for sex became even harder to contain... I'd find my panties suddenly soaked while driving, or have to squeeze my legs together in the vineyard right in front of the workers as juices trickled down my thighs. Even on the way to the clinic, I'd be consumed by the need for sex—so much so that my husband coldly tossed me a cucumber, ordering me to relieve that agonizing emptiness right there in the car. He took me to see a doctor—a young, handsome man named Adrian Voss who wore gold-rimmed glasses. He had me strip off my lower garments and lie on the exam table, where he used his fingers to pinpoint and press my most sensitive spot, forcing me to squirt and climax repeatedly through my tears. Afterward, he would thrust his searing-hot cock inside me—claiming it was the "most effective treatment tool"—and, while insisting it was all part of the standard procedure, he would fuck my wet, slick body with brutal intensity. It felt as though his scalding semen only fueled my addiction further, drawing me deeper into the pleasure of his massive cock. But I didn't know that the doctor had filmed it all. At a charity gala, the shamless footage was suddenly projected onto the big screen. The guests watched in shock as the doctor pinned me to a table, fucking me until I cried out and lost control of my bladder. It turned out that fucking me had been part of his revenge plot all along...