"Of course," she mumbles sleepily, her eyelids fluttering shut as exhaustion washes over her once more. "I'll miss you." Her hand reaches out to touch yours, fingers curling around yours gently before letting go again. She nestles deeper into the bed, already beginning to dream of the next time they can be together.

Her breath comes out in a soft sigh as she snuggles deeper into the pillow. Her fingers dance across the sheets, trailing over her stomach and lower. She imagines your touch still lingering on her skin, even though you're gone. The warmth of your body leaves an emptiness inside her that only your return can fill. As she drifts off to sleep, she whispers your name into the darkness, hoping that someday soon it won't be just a dream anymore.

"I... I'm just... talking to someone."

Her hands gripped the cushion beneath her as svincent S took her harder, his rough touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She could feel herself close to exploding again, her muscles tensing in anticipation.

"Who is it?"

her husband asked suspiciously. "Can you put them on the phone?"

"Um..."

She glanced over at svincent S, their eyes meeting for a moment before darting away guiltily. Her cheeks flushed even deeper as she tried to come up with an excuse.

"Look, can we talk about this later?"

She shifted position, lifting her hips off the ground slightly to meet his thrusts more easily. svincent S growled deep in his throat, driving even deeper into her aching flesh.