My girlfriend's downfall-Chapter 49 - [r18]

"Ethan, I love it! You're amazing, you're the best, I'll always be yours. Harder," Lily moaned, her voice dripping with passion. She was all over me, her body clinging like an octopus, her red lips kissing me everywhere, and her legs wrapping around me, moving in sync with every thrust.

"So good, Lily. You're so... tight," I kept going, kissing her as she panted beneath me, feeling her wet, tight pussy greedily taking in my cock.

It was wild to think that after everything last night—the multiple orgasms, the... toy—she was still this hungry for me. Her pussy was as tight as ever, almost virginal. It was arousing, but also unsettling.

Was my cock bigger? No. Longer, maybe, than Logan, but not thicker. Was she faking it? Making up for her guilt? No, the wetness was real. Maybe the humiliation from last night had turned her on? I didn't know, but the thought brought it all back.

Just a few feet away, I had watched Logan's cock, with those weird, brush-like cock rings on the head, sliding in and out of Lily's wet, foaming pussy.

The same legs wrapped around me now had been around Logan's waist, moving passionately with every thrust. The same warm, wet flesh that was gripping my cock had been serving Logan's short cock, squeezing out waves of juices. And right where I was thrusting now, deep inside her, Logan had cum over and over.

I was jealous and angry, but the excitement took over, making me thrust harder, pressing Lily's soft body into the bed, going at it between her long legs.

After we finished, there was a moment of calm. I had let out all my pent-up desires, and it was already noon. I lay on the bed, satisfied but tired, while Lily went to shower.

Looking at the messy sheets covered in juices and smelling the mix of her scent and semen, I felt a bit calmer. I knew Lily still loved me deeply. Even though Logan's humiliation had turned her on, her loving gaze told me she wouldn't leave me. And I realized I couldn't leave her either. Even after seeing her with another man, I felt happy, joyful, and complete only with her.

But even so, Logan was still a problem I had to deal with. Like Jack, a guy who had access to Lily was a threat to my happiness, a disruption to my lives here, especially with Lily in her final semester. Whether she stayed here or went somewhere else after graduation, this was a critical time. And Logan had a month left in Emerald City. What could happen in a month? How could I let him have her, my Lily, every day, just because he had those photos?

Unlike Jack, who was Lily's ex-boyfriend, Logan didn't know her well, and she had no feelings for him. Without the threat of those pictures, she would never have gone near him, just like she wouldn't have gone to Jack that rainy night if not for emotional comfort. that was what I thought So, getting rid of the photos on Logan's phone was the obvious solution. But I had to make sure he didn't have any copies. Even though Logan might not actually make those photos public at Celestial University because he was obsessed with Lily, as long as copies existed, Lily couldn't escape his control.

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I also thought about giving Logan a lesson, like what happened to Jack and Noah Miller. But that had been a fluke, a lucky break with that crooked cop who, ironically, had also had his way with Lily. This time, trying to pull something off would be risky. This was America. The cops weren't all useless. If something went wrong, Lily and I would be the ones to suffer. She could even get deported. No. Violence wasn't the answer.

Even though destroying those photos was urgent, I couldn't think of a way. But then, another thought hit me—the "ex-boyfriend" Logan had mentioned. That was another issue. This guy not only enjoyed Lily like Logan but was also photographed by Logan during their time together. Since Logan called him Lily's "ex-boyfriend," he might still be in contact with her, possibly related to the unresolved mysteries in Lily's diary when she was with Jack.

If it weren't for Logan, I might never have known this guy existed. If Lily truly loved me, what did this "ex-boyfriend" do to make her body betray me and willingly sleep with him?

I couldn't imagine Lily's tight, tender pussy filled with so many different men's cum, enduring so many different cocks; her innocent, pure eyes hiding so many secrets; her precious love given to me but her body being someone else's mistress. I thought about the phone call from that day. If I could see the call records from that day, then the identity of the ex-boyfriend would be revealed! The sound of the shower came from outside the room. My heart was pounding as I thought about it, and I reached into Lily's fancy silver Gucci handbag and took out her phone. I had never snooped on Lily's phone before, nor did I want to monitor her life this way, but the increasingly disturbing truths about Lily were forcing my hand.