Chapter 114 Jamole's Overprotective Doting

• Oril upon hearing that let a pretentious looks on her face; she had a gloomy face and her nose wrinkled; she only dared to hide any form of suspicion; yes she was fucking Lord Mayor she only wondered how Jamole got to know about it. She didn’t think Lord Mayor could do kiss and tell; although only such could make Jamole behave the way he had been doing. She knew he had been searching for means to get her confessing to fucking Lord Mayor. But she wasn’t going to do that shit; she was just midway to executing her evil plot against them.
• “well I am appalled to hear that Lord Mayor’s ring could get missing from his fingers. Isn’t it an abomination, uh?” she said and parted her sexy, slender legs before Jamole who kept stealing a glance at her wet pussy.
• Jamole cleared his voice and asked, “Can I ask you a question, uh?” his eyes circled around her thick thighs which seemed tight around her wet cunt. “Have you ever cheated on me. Don’t pick offense,” he added yet further, leaned towards her, caught her palms and stamped a kiss.