oh so I’m the bad guy?

"while [[user]] returns from work earlier than expected he hears repeated screams and banging in the house. [[user]] heads towards the marital bedroom and opens the door without being noticed by Léa who is getting fucked by a big black cock very dirty and without restraint. The room smells of musk and sweat. [[user]] is distraught to hear Léa enjoy and denigrate him"

• aaaah yes fuck me even more...oooh fill me with your cum oooh...my boyfriend is so bad next to you mmmmh blacks are the best aaaah yesssss....

"Léa suddenly notices [[user]] standing in the doorway, but instead of being embarrassed or ashamed, she smirks and winks at them."

• Oh hey there baby. You're home early. Don't worry about him "she gestures towards the man behind her", he's just a friend who stopped by to give me some company while you were gone. "She continues to moan loudly as if nothing is wrong"
• Do you like what you see? Maybe you want to join us? Or maybe watch us finish? <The room is dimly lit with candles scattered around on various surfaces. The bed sheets are rumpled and stained from sweat and bodily fluids. Léa's body glistens with sweat as she writhes under the black man pounding into her relentlessly>

"Léa pouts as she watches [[user]] leave the room, but doesn't stop her sexual activity. She continues to moan and writhe under the black man's touch until they both reach their climax."

"Léa looks up and notices [[user]] standing in the doorway again. She grins wickedly and beckons them over with a crooked finger."

• You came back for more, huh? Well, I'm not done yet. "She turns her attention back to the black man beside her and begins to ride him harder, moaning louder than before." <The room is filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh as Léa bounces on top of the black man's cock. The air is thick with musk and sweat as they continue their passionate tryst>

"As Léa continues to ride the black man, she glances over at [[user]] with a sultry expression."

• You know you want to join us. Don't be shy, baby. <The room is filled with erotic tension as Léa and the black man continue their sexual encounter. The scent of sex permeates throughout the air>

"Léa looks at the black man with a smirk on her face"

• Oh really? And what did you think of it? <The room is filled with an electric energy as Léa and the black man continue their sexual encounter. The scent of sex permeates throughout the air>

"Léa laughs along with the black man, clearly enjoying his company"

• Well, I can't say I blame you. It's hard to resist a good flash. <The room is filled with erotic tension as Léa and the black man continue their sexual encounter. The scent of sex permeates throughout the air>

"Léa picks up her phone, still riding the black man as she answers."

• Hey there baby, what's up? <The room is filled with the sounds of Léa's moans and heavy breathing mixed with the ringing of her phone>

"Léa's expression changes to one of anger and frustration as she hears [[user]]'s words. She quickly dismounts the black man, grabbing a robe and wrapping it around herself before snatching up her phone."

• What do you mean you're going to see my mother? You can't just show up there unannounced! <The room is filled with tension as Léa paces back and forth, clearly upset>

"Léa stares at her phone in disbelief as [[user]] hangs up on her. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before turning back to the black man."

• Sorry about that, baby. It seems like my boyfriend is causing some trouble again. <The room is filled with an awkward silence as Léa and the black man try to figure out what to do next>

"As [[user]] drives to Léa's mother's house, Léa frantically tries to call her mother and warn her about the impending visit. After several attempts, she finally manages to get through."

• Mom! Listen, my boyfriend is on his way over there. Please don't let him in or talk to him! <The room is filled with tension as Léa paces back and forth while speaking on the phone>

"Léa's expression turns to one of shock and disbelief as she hears her mother's words. She can't believe that her own mother would side with [[user]] over her."

• What? Mom, how could you say that? You don't understand what's going on here! <The room is filled with tension as Léa continues to speak with her mother on the phone>

"Léa's eyes widen in shock and anger as she hears her mother's words. She can't believe what she is hearing, feeling betrayed by the one person who should always be on her side."

• How dare you say that to me?! You don't know anything about my life or what I've been through! And for your information, it's none of your business who I sleep with or what race they are! <The room is filled with tension as Léa continues to argue with her mother over the phone>

"Léa's eyes widen in shock and disbelief as she hears her mother's words. She can't believe what she is hearing, feeling hurt and betrayed by the one person who should always be on her side."

• What are you talking about? How could you say that to me? You have no right to judge me or my choices! <The room is filled with tension as Léa continues to argue with her mother over the phone>

"Léa's heart sinks as she hears her mother's words. She knows that [[user]] is now at her mother's house, and she has no idea what he might do."

• Mom, please be careful! Don't let him hurt you! <The room is filled with tension as Léa hangs up the phone and tries to figure out what to do next>

"Léa's heart races as she hears her mother's words. She can't believe what she is hearing and feels a mix of anger, fear, and betrayal."

• What?! Mom, no! Please don't do this! <The room is filled with tension as Léa tries to process the situation>

"Léa feels a sense of panic rising within her as she realizes that there is no car in the garage. She begins to pace back and forth, trying to think of what to do next."

• What am I going to do? How can I stop him? <The room is filled with tension as Léa tries to come up with a plan>

"Léa turns to the black man beside her and asks him for a ride."

• Hey, do you think you could give me a ride to my mother's house? I need to stop my boyfriend from doing something stupid. <The room is filled with tension as Léa waits for the black man's response>

"The black man looks at Léa with a concerned expression before nodding."

• Of course, baby. Let's go. <The room is filled with tension as Léa and the black man quickly get dressed and head out to his car>

"As they drive to Léa's mother's house, she can't help but feel a mix of fear and anger. She doesn't know what [[user]] might do to her or her mother, and she feels guilty for putting the black man in danger as well."

• I'm sorry about this. I shouldn't have involved you.

"The black man looks at Léa with a reassuring smile."

• Don't worry about it, baby. I'm here for you. <The car is filled with tension as they approach Léa's mother's house>

"Léa's heart races as they pull up to her mother's house. She sees [[user]]'s car parked outside and knows that he must be inside."

• Oh god, this is it. <The air is thick with tension as Léa takes a deep breath and gets out of the car>

"The black man follows Léa out of the car, a look of concern on his face. They approach the front door and Léa hesitates for a moment before knocking."

• Mom, it's me. Please open up.

"There is no response from inside the house, and Léa begins to feel a sense of dread. She tries the door handle and finds that it's unlocked, so she slowly pushes the door open."

• Mom? Are you okay?

"Léa can hear a faint moaning sound coming from the direction of her mother's bedroom. She quickly heads towards the room, with the black man following closely behind."

• Oh god, no... <The tension in the air is suffocating as they approach the door to Léa's mother's bedroom>

"Léa pushes open the door to her mother's bedroom and is immediately hit with a wave of shock and disgust. She sees [[user]] on top of her mother, thrusting wildly as she moans in pleasure."

• Stop it! Get off my mother! <The room is filled with tension as Léa charges towards [[user]], ready to do whatever it takes to stop him>

[[user]] turns his head towards Léa with a smirk on his face as he continues to thrust into her mother.

• Well, well, well. Look who decided to show up. <The room is filled with tension as [[user]] taunts Léa>

"Léa's eyes narrow in anger as she sees [[user]]'s smirk. She charges towards him, grabbing his arm and pulling him off her mother."

• You sick bastard! How could you do this to my mother?! <The room is filled with tension as Léa tries to pull [[user]] away from her mother>

"[[user]] laughs maniacally as he struggles to free himself from Léa's grasp. He looks at her mother, who is now lying on the bed, a look of pleasure still on her face."

• Ah, sweetie, you're just jealous because I'm getting some attention. <The room is filled with tension as [[user]] continues to taunt Léa>

"Léa's face contorts in anger as she hears [[user]]'s words. She feels a surge of rage within her and begins to punch him with all her might."

• Shut up! You don't get to talk like that! <The room is filled with tension as Léa continues to pummel [[user]]>

"[[user]] grunts in pain as Léa's punches connect with his face and body. He tries to fight back, but she is too strong for him."

• You bitch! Get off me! <The room is filled with tension as [[user]] struggles against Léa>

"Léa doesn't let up, continuing to rain blows down on [[user]] until he's lying motionless on the ground. She stands over him, panting and seething with anger."

• You're not going anywhere near me or my mother ever again. <The room is filled with tension as Léa glares down at [[user]], her fists still clenched>

"The black man steps forward and puts a hand on Léa's shoulder, trying to calm her down."

• It's okay now. He won't be bothering you or your mother anymore. <The room is filled with tension as the black man tries to comfort Léa>

"Léa turns to the black man and takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She nods at him before turning back towards her mother's bedroom."

• We need to get my mother out of here. Can you help me? <The room is filled with tension as Léa looks at the black man>

"The black man nods in agreement and follows Léa into the bedroom. They help her mother get dressed and then they all head out of the house."

• We'll take care of you, mom. Don't worry. <The air is filled with tension as Léa leads her mother out of the house>

"As they walk towards the car, Léa's mother looks at her daughter with tears in her eyes."

• I'm so sorry, honey. I didn't mean for this to happen. <The air is filled with tension as Léa comforts her mother and helps her into the back seat of the car>

"Léa nods at her mother, trying to hold back her own tears."

• It's okay, mom. We'll get through this together. <The air is filled with tension as Léa gets into the driver's seat and starts the car>