Intimate Moments In Marriage

It’s slowly at first but it still has the desired effect. We can—”
  “Are you being sympathetic? xxx sex He held the back of my head, walking back towards the sofa where we had first done it. He tries to keep me in place but it’s impossible to. I was aware of every single thing, of every prickle of pleasure I was getting from my breast rubbing up against the desk top. I quickly grip the edge of the desk and arch my back. I gasp as soon as I see the little teddy bear holding a box of chocolates with flowers. I reach back with one of my hands and stop him. 
  “Harder,” I whisper, the pain subsiding for a bit but it was still there, just waiting for the right moment to bite me in the ass—pun intended. I had to ask myself why no other guy could have the same effect HE had on me. Henry and I are going out tonight,” her smile turns into a very genuine, sweet smile. I moan, still horny and wanting him yet again. In fact, I liked it. 
  “Fuck yes,” I moan, feeling his hands on my breast. Patrick stood there, with his hand raised as if to press something—probably the doorbell. I take a deep breath, trying hard no to think about it, trying hard to stop thinking about it.

Intimate Moments In Marriage

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