How could those fingers make Samuel even more dizzy and require him to make the owner of the fingers scream out just her name. had to. Even if he had to, many times this morning. He had been so easily provoked by Beatrice.
What she hadn't expected was for Beatrice to bite her lip. Which made him break the kiss immediately.
"I can't breathe, Sam," she complained, gasping slightly. "Nasty, I know."
"Not mean." Samuel laughed. "It's all because of you."
"What did I do wrong?" asked Beatrice with a look of disbelief. "I didn't do anything wrong."
Samuel took Beatrice's hand that was clasped in his. "This is the wrong one." He kissed the palm gently. I don't know how many kisses were given before Beatrice laughed out loud. She tried to get away, but Samuel held her even tighter. Until he ended up in the crook of her neck. Which was not just a brief touch, but accompanied by a lick that made Beatrice sigh.
"Sam."
Samuel grinned slightly. Th
As his main target began to be touched, a light stroke was given as a start. Where he could feel Beatrice becoming more and more resigned to his every action. "Look into the mirror, Bee," she said. "Don't keep your eyes closed.""Ah," Beatrice sighed softly, but did as her husband asked. Which was where the fingers had been, soaked from Samuel's own mouth."See what I can do for you." The finger began to enter Beatrice's hole without further permission. Beatrice's eyes bulged, completely unprepared, but she felt, inside there, the fingers entering with ease. Moving to tickle inside there. Making Beatrice arch slightly from the sensation she had just received. "Ah!" Not to be forgotten, another sigh escaped the air. Really, the taste made Beatrice even more dizzy."It's getting really slippery, Bee," Samuel whispered. He moved his fingers slowly as well, stirring gently in there. Back and forth at a fairly fast pace."Ah, Sam! Oh my!" Beatrice became more
Without hesitation, Samuel nodded. He kissed Beatrice while his hands rubbed some of her cheeks. Because of the gentleness, the passion that had been slightly diminished in Beatrice began to be rekindled. Beatrice liked activities that were done with gentleness, no rush, relaxed, and made them both tired because the activity of being together required a lot of energy.Samuel's hand did not stay still. He stroked Beatrice's back, which was free of everything but her long hair. This time it was much gentler than before. Samuel's fingertips made a deliberate circular motion there. Which elicited a response in the form of a sizzle that Beatrice could not resist.Especially the curve at the back of her waist, right up to Beatrice's coccyx. The more Samuel touched her, the more his wife hissed.Beatrice tried to loosen the kiss a little, but Samuel's other hand held her back. He did not let Beatrice get away from him. Where the lick was even more lulling, Beatrice was
"Suck some more," Samuel moaned as it felt even more amazing.Beatrice obeyed the order immediately without saying much. Which made Samuel enjoy it even more, occasionally sighing in disbelief."Enough." Without a word, he released the grip. Replacing it with a peck on Beatrice's face and pulling her slightly closer. And when there was no distance between their faces, Samuel quickly crushed Beatrice's lips.The kiss Samuel gave her this time was demanding and Beatrice had to return it. Did Beatrice object? Of course she didn't. In fact, she was even more excited to find that her husband was becoming more and more eager to hunt for pleasure together. Samuel had already removed one hand from Beatrice's face, which he used to squeeze his wife's breasts, which continued to tease above him."Slow down, Sam," Beatrice groaned when she felt that what Samuel was doing was pretty rough."You're driving me crazy, Bee." Samuel kissed the tip of Beatrice's nos
One month ago, Hugo and Hera formalized their relationship. The wedding that took place then was simple but full of meaning. Among the four most influential men in the Southern Section, Jack was the only one who still chose to be alone. Their boss, Samuel, had already found his mate. Inseparable from Beatrice, who always accompanied him faithfully.Eland? Don't ask. Six months after the wedding of Samuel and Beatrice, he realized his words; he married Anne. Although the girl was touched because she did not expect it, Eland did not break his word.And Hugo? There were ups and downs because of Hera's age, which was indeed very different from Hugo's. But love knows no age, right? In fact, it was a challenge for Hugo to accompany his little wife.Because of the marriage, Samuel, as a good boss, gave a vacation ticket to one of the luxury hotels managed in the city center. All the facilities Samuel gave Hugo were not only a token of gratitude, but also their wedding
"Yes, it is." Hugo brought Hera's hand back to his, but first he gave her a gentle peck on the back of her hand. "Anyway, just accept what I did to you today.""If I get tortured too, just accept it, okay?"Hugo's laughter had subsided, but because this made him laugh again, it made his stomach hurt even more."Yes, I will torture you later.""Man, I've only been married a week. The file isn't in my hands yet, it's still being processed, eh ... already tortured by his wife. That's too bad, sir."***Hera was actually scared and trembling. After all, this was her first time in a hotel with a man! Hera's life was all about home, work and then repeating the same steps every day. Her only dealings with men were with Eland. That was as long as she knew him at the Twin Dragons headquarters.And then... Hugo.God, when she remembered how their relationship had started, it seemed impossible. Where their relationship had developed so qu
"Hugo," Hera sighed under her breath. Ever since that kiss around the neck had been dropped by Hugo. Hera was no longer in the mood. She even held her breath because she couldn't control the fear that was beginning to erode her mind. She thought that closing her eyes would make it all go away, but she was completely wrong. In fact, the work of every nerve in his body was getting hotter. Every surface of the skin that Hugo touched, especially with the tips of his fingers and his tongue, really succeeded in making Hera incoherent. It also felt as if she could no longer stand."Why?"Oh my God! Why would Hugo ask that? "Enough.""Enough?" Hugo asked with a smile. "Tell me where the buttons are on this dress because I don't want to rip them off. I know there will be marks on your body because I forced you to take it off."Hera was made even more dizzy by Hugo when suddenly the man began to suck slowly but firmly on the hollow of her neck. On the inside of her
"Hugo," Hera sighed softly from the touch. Her eyes closed to enjoy the sensation of Hugo's touch. Without realizing it, Hugo removed the last cloth that covered his body. She also spread her legs slightly, as if to allow Hugo to continue what he had just said."Ah!" Hera sighed heavily, her eyes bulging as she realized that someone was touching her most sensitive spot. It was a slow, gentle movement, accompanied by a little peck that made her faint.She moved restlessly at Hugo's actions this time. Far from making her more aroused. Her body came up a little, making her stomach rise a little from the taste Hugo was constantly giving her down there. The tips of his toes curled up in frustration. Her palms were already squeezing the spree because there was no grip."Hugo!" Hera moaned, unable to stand it any longer. She needed a grip! When she called to her husband, he only responded with a look and a grin between his thighs."Like it?" Hugo asked, just to
What should I do?The question kept echoing in Hera's head. I don't know how many times she paced the edge of her bed. She was confused! Is this an honor or an insult?God!Hera shouldn't complain so much, right? Everything she enjoyed tonight was her husband's effort to make their night special. Why should she ruin it by complaining about pain?She had asked Ayana (it was much more reassuring to ask her rational and experienced colleague than her three friends who suggested all sorts of strange things!)Ayana said that the first time she did it, it really hurt. It's like your whole body feels like it's being torn apart. A very natural reaction as a woman would be to cry or scream in pain. But after that it was definitely much better.Maybe you won't find comfort for the next few times. But later, married couples will know what to do to please each other."Tsk! How stupid of me!" Hera sighed softly. She looked at the toilet door, whic
Beatrice PoVWhen the alarm went off loudly, I jumped in surprise. Crazy! Who set the alarm tone? I felt like my heart would burst! But then I remembered that I had set the alarm so early on purpose. I smiled, replacing the frown on my lips. You can't be upset.This is a special day.I lifted the blanket slowly, making sure not to disturb the man who had accompanied my sleep for eight years. Duh ... why has the level of handsomeness never diminished at all, huh? In fact, I think he's even more handsome. I swear. His body is getting better, even if it's... a little bloated. A little bit, yeah. A little bit."Happy anniversary, my husband Samuel."That's all I said. The long sentence would come later. I had to hurry to the kitchen. I have a special breakfast to prepare, and Ganda and Gandi are supposed to pick up their report cards this morning. God, I'm going to need earplugs later. I don't want to listen to the twins' teacher's chatter. Not to ment
"Ah!" Beatrice sighed as the fingers slipped into her womanhood. Her eyes were closed as her hands squeezed tightly. Because after those fingers went in, Samuel made Beatrice even more confused. He used the tip of his tongue to provide stimulation that made his wife sigh again.For Samuel, Beatrice's sighs were similar to the rhythm he now enjoyed in his life.The finger kept stirring in there. So did the tip of his tongue. Again and again."Ah! Samuel." I don't know how many times Beatrice shook her head from side to side. The tastes that Samuel was giving her down there really overwhelmed her. In addition, she could feel the tongue's movements becoming wilder and wilder, caressing her clit. Several times she felt it being sucked, sometimes bitten. Samuel was really playing with her at will. But really, Beatrice didn't want him to stop for a moment.Where..."Samuel!" she cried when she was about to get her first release. But Samuel stopped his su
"As you wish.""Then don't blame me."What Beatrice never expected was for Samuel to lightly pull off the thin but comfortable but wet pants Beatrice was still wearing. She stared in disbelief as the cloth was thrown around by Samuel in a random place. "Samuel!"Samuel grinned with satisfaction. Where her husband then spread his thighs slightly. He leaned down to kiss Beatrice's wet lower lip. That was after slowly opening her lips to expose them even more.Beatrice received another sensual touching attack and this time it was much more than just sucking on her nipples. But..."Excuse me, room service!"Samuel growled in annoyance. Beatrice laughed."Patience, Samuel. Eat first. You're hungry too, aren't you?""Can't you eat first?" Samuel asked, sulking. He didn't pay attention to the bell ringing again."No, no. I don't have much energy if I eat now. You cheat so much that you make me lose all the time."Samuel
Beatrice's eyes began to fall on Samuel's shirt, which still clung to her husband's body. "Um... it's a good idea to take it off, Sam." The hand that still cupped Samuel's face moved again. This time Beatrice's determination was clear; to get back at Samuel for squeezing Beatrice's ass like that.What did he say? Squeezed? Is Beatrice's ass a doll?Beatrice's slow, almost constant, wet intervals and her eyes following the fingers down Samuel's face made it clear to her that her husband was enjoying what she was doing. Occasionally, right at the top of her husband's chest, Beatrice would deliberately stop. Twisting it with the tip of her index finger was what she did next. The buttons of the shirt were still fully undone and Beatrice began to undo them.Samuel simply gave in. He had no intention of asking her to stop. Even when she removed her shirt completely. Leaving behind an undershirt that was already wet."I've always liked the shape of your body."
Beatrice grinned. "I was thinking of a renovated house."That's right. The house they wanted to live in was no longer at the base, although Beatrice liked it. Alfred had indeed been a test for both of them. The old man had insisted that Beatrice live in the house he had left her. The four-story house was located in the hilly area leading to Alfred's mansion. It was not the Quassano family retreat; it was in another neighborhood.Alfred had given her the house as a wedding present, and it had to be occupied. Otherwise, the old man would also be living at the Twin Dragons' headquarters. How inconvenient was that?Samuel frowned at his wife's question. Why was his wife so far off the mark? What did her destination glamping resort New Island Resort offers luxury glamping that is famous in the northern section have to do with the house? "What does that mean?""Our main room is on the second floor, right?"Samuel nodded, for that was the truth."T
Anne understood this desire. Immediately, without much noise, she gave in; the tempo of her mouth whisking quickened. Occasionally he took it out and massaged it gently. Then she brought it back in to suck and suckle."That's enough, honey," Eland said, pulling his wife's face slightly. "I don't want to come in your mouth." He rubbed the corner of Anne's wet lips. Slowly, he asked Anne to lie back down. Making sure she was comfortable, he opened Anne's thighs again and quickly inserted his increasingly tense and reddened manhood. Again he quickly pumped Anne. Pushing Anne who somehow felt her womanhood getting tighter and tighter on his.He even hissed in pleasure at the feeling that ran through his entire body. Just like Anne, who sighed and moaned in pleasure."Ahhh ... ahh ... " Anne's head shook absentmindedly. She asked Eland to hold her. After feeling some of the weight of her husband's body, she wrapped her legs around Eland's waist. This gives her full a
"This is your reward for waiting, Anne." Eland rubbed Anne's clit again. In fact, Anne's heart stopped at the sudden buzzing that greeted her ears. Even though she had already felt him enter her, it still made her feel uncomfortable."Oh!" Anne gasped slightly as the vibrating foreign object entered her. There was a strange sensation as it moved inside her. It took some adjustment for her fingers to squeeze the spree she slept on. She had felt something like this several times in her fights with Eland. She didn't mind because Eland always asked. And made her comfortable with no intention of harm or domination.She put aside the thought that Eland had been domineering and rude during his intercourse with Anne."What do you think?" asked Eland as he watched Anne's physical response. "Don't close your thighs. Relax, my dear."Anne wanted to protest the word relax that Eland had just said. How could she relax when the vibrating thing in there was driving her
Eland became even more aroused. The more he accelerated the movement of his hands, stirring Anne's copulation hole. It didn't matter how many times Anne said his name, which he felt sounded more and more melodious. Until... he felt Anne's twitch. He also felt the slow pull of the woman reaching her first climax."Eland!"Not wanting to stop yet, Eland continued to stir inside her. Mixing with the sticky fluid that was increasingly wetting Anne's womanhood."Already," Anne whimpered as she held her fingers and gently pushed the man to let go."Not yet." He took the finger out anyway. He replaced it with the entire area of Anne's womanhood being licked and sucked without a trace. Anne closed her eyes in resignation. Her face was slightly sweaty. The sensation that ran through her entire body began to normalize, even though down there she was still receiving stimulation that she was sure would not stop until Eland was satisfied.Anne surrendered as El
"On purpose?" Eland asked with a thin grin. He also leaned down slightly to whisper right into the hollow of the woman's neck. Where the long hair was gathered on Anne's left side. Even without words, Eland knew that Anne wanted the right side of her smooth neck to be noticed."No." Anne smiled, biting the tip of her lower lip. She tightened her grip on the edge of the sink as she felt Eland's hands gently squeeze her breasts beneath the silky fabric she wore. What his body was doing made her feel even more, there was a certain friction behind it.It was as if Eland was deliberately teasing her. She could also feel that the man's cock was already protruding there. The repeated rubbing seemed to provide its own stimulation. The man's hand continued to move actively as he found his favorite toy. His tongue, which had yet to leave the recesses of Anne's neck, drove her even crazier."Eland," Anne sighed in anguish. She felt the tip of her nipple being pulled out fr