Chapitre 38: Missed you.
"Come to bed." She said quietly and stood up from her chair. I rested my palms on the floor and joined her. She took my hand and led me into her bedroom.
Valleria stopped so suddenly that I almost bumped into her. She turned on her heel.
"I want to do it like we did it before we got married." She blurted out suddenly in one breath.
"Did you miss me?" I asked softly, sliding my fingertips across her shoulder.
She didn't answer. She linked her hands behind my neck and pulled me lower. And - kissed me. I could feel her emotions that had been weighing her down until now, coming to the surface.
"I missed you. I missed you so much, my love. I won't do anything you don't ask for, okay? Tell me what do you want me to..." I said, pausing when she stepped back and pulled her shirt over her head.
"Kiss them." She whispered softly and I dutifully leaned towards her chest.
I fondled her beutiful breasts and stroked her hips and back, before we stretched out on the bed.
I ran my palms over her soft skin and kissed her on every place she pointed at. My eyes returned to her blushed face.
"Touch me..." She moaned, and I smiled. I began running my hands over her breasts and hips. I sucked her nipples and licked her hot skin.
She shuddered in displeasure and spread her knees further apart as I ran my hand up her thigh.
After a moment, she grabbed my hand and guided it into her lap.
"Here, Max." She commanded softly as I touched her wet pussy. I slipped one finger inside and slowly teased her. I slid down her body a little more and kissed her breasts and ribs.
"Why are you doing so little...?" She whined, looking up at me with eyes clouded with pleasure.
"Do you want more?" I asked with a sly grin.
She nodded. I moved lower, added a second finger and sped up, "Like this?" I said after a moment.
"Yes." She whimpered loudly, squeezing the sheet in her fingers. I tried to get her to ask for more. I always added a third finger towards the end and sped up, leading her to climax after a little while if I did that.
She stretched out her trembling fingers to me and arched her back. Her pussy clenched spasmodically and she grunted in relief. I felt the intensity of her orgasm and looked at her in surprise.
I couldn't believe that she only needed so little. She pushed my hand away from her, sat up and pushed me into the cushions.
She clung to me briefly at first, calming her ragged breathing, but then she reached up to my lips and ran her hand to my belt.
"Take your clothes off..." She stammered, and I obediently tugged my shirt and vest off my shoulders and loosened my pants so I could kick them off my hips.
She sat on my left thigh and took my dick in her fingers.
"Turn around. That way I can touch you too." I suggested as she brushed her hair back from her face and leaned towards me.
She agreed and climbed on top of me backwards. I had her right in front of my mouth. She smelled intoxicating, but I restrained myself and slipped just a finger inside. She was so, so wet.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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