Solo Pleasure When My Husband Is Away
0I struggled to control the rising urge, shuddering involuntarily, trying not to cum early, as her muscles gripped and massaged the aching flesh inside her. “Come on hon, get up.” I shifted slightly, trying to sit up so I could lift her off me. It was probably better not to know. I had wiped out again, so I ran my hand down the smooth skin of her arm in a long stroke. She stared down at it, eyes shining with the craving of its firm promise. The hot breath against my shoulder and the swell of her heartbeat were melodies I wove together, building tempo, squeezing all the lovely regions of my girl’s body towards a racing climax. It seemed like another one of her teasing games, and I was more than happy to oblige.