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Chapter 588 Jargon · Oct 12, 2026

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554 Chapter 554 Ancient 2026-10-12
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556 Chapter 556 Earth 2026-10-12
557 Chapter 557 Code 2026-10-12
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560 Chapter 560 Concept 2026-10-12
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562 Chapter 562 Legendary 2026-10-12
563 Chapter 563 Basement 2026-10-12
564 Chapter 564 Hotpot 2026-10-12
565 Chapter 565 Signature 2026-10-12
566 Chapter 566 Tea 2026-10-12
567 Chapter 567 Stranger 2026-10-12
568 Chapter 568 Answer 2026-10-12
569 Chapter 569 Reverse 2026-10-12
570 Chapter 570 Barrier 2026-10-12
571 Chapter 571 Assign 2026-10-12
572 Chapter 572 Beard 2026-10-12
573 Chapter 573 Merchant 2026-10-12
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577 Chapter 577 Profile 2026-10-12
578 Chapter 578 Case 2026-10-12
579 Chapter 579 Cricket 2026-10-12
580 Chapter 580 Wholesome 2026-10-12
581 Chapter 581 Adrenaline 2026-10-12
582 Chapter 582 Spot 2026-10-12
583 Chapter 583 Artist 2026-10-12
584 Chapter 584 Thesis 2026-10-12
585 Chapter 585 Primitive 2026-10-12
586 Chapter 586 Experience 2026-10-12
587 Chapter 587 Canon 2026-10-12
588 Chapter 588 Jargon 2026-10-12
589 Chapter 589 Stuff 2026-10-12
590 Chapter 590 Gold 2026-10-12
591 Chapter 591 Ground 2026-10-12
592 Chapter 592 Coding 2026-10-12
593 Chapter 593 Shine 2026-10-12
594 Chapter 594 Shackles 2026-10-12
595 Chapter 595 Yoga 2026-10-12
596 Chapter 596 Misty 2026-10-12
597 Chapter 597 Document 2026-10-12
598 Chapter 598 Riddle 2026-10-12
599 Chapter 599 Feature 2026-10-12
600 Chapter 600 Degree 2026-10-12

Chapter 588 Jargon

The man thrashed against the chair, his muscles straining as he twisted and pulled with everything he had. But it was useless.

No matter how violently he struggled, the chair wouldnʼt budge—it was as if it were bolted to the floor, an immovable force against his frantic desperation.

His wrists burned from the tight restraints, his breath came in ragged gasps, and sweat dripped down his face.

But the physical confinement wasnʼt the worst part. No, what truly terrified him was the glaring hole in his memory.

He had gone to sleep as usual, in the comfort of his own bed, beside his wife.

Nothing had been out of the ordinary.

And yet, when he woke up, he found himself here—tied down, immobilized, and completely powerless.

He had no recollection of how he had ended up in this situation.

His heart pounded wildly in his chest.

”Ashley, wake up! Thatʼs not me!” he screamed in his mind, his thoughts a frantic plea.

But the room remained silent. No one was there to hear him. No one was coming to his aid.

Then his gaze snapped to the massive screen in front of him.

He recognized it immediately—it was his. He had bought it himself, installed it in their home.

That meant he was still in familiar surroundings, yet everything felt foreign, like a twisted version of reality where he had no control.

He tried everything—shaking the chair, flexing his muscles in an attempt to loosen the restraints, twisting his wrists against the ropes—but nothing worked.

Eventually, exhaustion set in, and with it came the dreadful realization. He was powerless. He couldnʼt change a thing.

In the end, all he could do was sit there, bound and helpless, watching the events unfold on the massive screen.

His only hope was that Ashley—his wife, the woman he loved—would see the truth.

That she would look past whatever deception was playing out before her and realize…

The man on that screen wasnʼt him.

But how could Ross allow that? There was no way he would let this moment slip through his fingers.

He was right where he wanted to be—pressing his lips against another stunning MILF, a woman who would soon be moaning his name with unrestrained passion.

”Hmmm…” Ashley let out a soft, sultry hum as she melted into Rossʼs kiss, completely unaware that the man in front of her was no longer her husband.

Her body responded naturally, instinctively, as if nothing was amiss.

Their lips moved together in perfect sync, their breaths mingling, heat rising between them.

Step by step, they stumbled toward the bed, hands exploring, bodies pressing against each other.

Clothing became an afterthought, discarded piece by piece until the chill of the night was replaced by the feverish warmth of their bodies.

Ross, for now, allowed Ashley to take the lead. He didnʼt rush—there was no need.

This was his moment of triumph, and he intended to savor it.

He let her do as she pleased, his hands remaining still, his body merely receiving the reward that was rightfully his.

Yet his inaction was not without purpose; his lips worked hungrily against hers, making up for his restraint with the kind of deep, consuming kisses that left Ashley breathless.

Her hands wandered, exploring his chest, fingertips tracing the hard ridges of his muscles.

A quiet murmur of appreciation left her lips as she moved lower, skimming over the perfect contours of his sculpted abs.

To her, nothing seemed out of place. Why would it? Her husband had always maintained an incredible physique, his dedication to exercise ensuring he remained fit and strong despite his age.

She had no reason to suspect anything was wrong.

Ashley herself was no less impressive. Even at forty, she exuded a youthful allure that could rival any woman half her age.

Her curves were as enticing as ever, her skin smooth and unblemished.

She had always taken care of herself, watching what she ate, keeping her body toned and firm.

Time had done little to diminish her beauty; if anything, it had only refined her, making her even more irresistible.

She was a woman in her prime, and Ross fully intended to claim every inch of her.

In this moment, she belonged to him—whether she realized it or not.

And then she finally arrived at the manhood that was a giant monster, a 15-inch cock to say the least.

This was the only detail that Ross had changed in Ashleyʼs perception and memory.

Her real husband was only 7 inches long before, but now Ross had made her believe that having a 15-inch dick was the norm.

Ashley used one hand to caress the sleeping monster until it got so big, reaching its full height, and was now fully awake and eager to fuck.

As she touched the massive cock, Ashley felt a surge of excitement mixed with a little fear.

She had never seen anything like it before, and she wasnʼt sure how she was able to handle this big huge long fat cock on a nightly basis.

Her husbandʼs cock was really the biggest sheʼd seen ever!

But Rossʼs words of encouragement and his gentle touch made her feel more at ease.

She began to stroke the cock, feeling its thickness and hardness, and she couldnʼt help but wonder what it would be like to have it inside her.

Ashley finished the kiss and had to look at the big cock in her hands.

She couldnʼt even encircle it with one hand, and it was so hard, stiff, thick, and fat that she couldnʼt imagine how to put this thing inside her pussy.

The sheer size of it was intimidating, and she felt a mix of excitement and trepidation as she gazed at it in wonder.

”Whatʼs wrong, honey?” Ross asked, clearly amused by Ashleyʼs reaction.

He was sitting on the bed, watching her with a smile on his face, and his eyes were gleaming with excitement.

”Nothing,” Ashley replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

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