Azreal was missing his wife dearly. He kissed her, feeling her body to heat up. He loved how he could cause her to come alive, under his attention. His lips molded her with hers. His hands glided around her, bringed her closer to him. Only for him to feel her body to heat up. As he explored her, he had managed to take her clothes off he went. Not paying attention that she had done the same with him. He picked her up by her butt and she wrapped her legs around him, feeling her core over his rod, where he could nearly enter. He kept kissing her massaging her butt, feeling her relaxed. Juat before he made walked to their bed and placed her in the middle. He hoved over her, kissed her from her lips, neck and made his way down. Warshipping and taking his time with his wife. He felt her shiver and quiver under his kissing decorations on her body. “Beautiful,” he told her softly. His final kiss in the inside thigh, as he nudge her legs open. She opened her legs wide for him
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