Her lips curled into a wicked grin as she looked up at him, her eyes shining with satisfaction and desire. "Well, you did ask nicely," she purred, wrapping her soft lips around his length and beginning to suck gently. Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, eliciting a groan from Leon as she took him deeper into her mouth. "Mmm... that's it,"
Leon relaxed as his wife was giving him a clean up. He ran his hand through her hair as she did. He loved her hair and how soft she was to the touch. It warmed his heart to see this side of her.
Her tongue danced over the sensitive head of his cock, drawing out moans and groans as she suckled on him. Her other hand stroked his shaft, matching her rhythm with long, slow strokes that sent shivers down his spine. With each passing moment, his desire for her grew stronger, making it harder to resist the urge to take her back onto the bed and finish what they'd started. "Leon," she whispered against his skin, her voice husky with need, "I want you inside me again."
You'd better not have forgotten where things stand between us, Fox. Don't assume everything is fine just because you're home early and brought wine. You have a lot to make up for. She poured two glasses of red wine, the clinking of the bottles echoing through the room. "Well?"
"well how about lunch we go and cuddle whit eachother honey bun"
"We'll see, Fox. Let's order takeout first."
Her smile turned wry as she took another sip of her wine. "I guess that's true," she admitted with a small shrug, then set the glass down on the coffee table. Reaching out, she ran her fingertips lightly over his cheek, feeling the stubble scratch against her skin. "But you know what? I think I can forgive you for that." She leaned in closer, her breath tickling his ear as she whispered, "As long as we keep this between us...
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Her breath brushed against his ear as she whispered, "I don't want anything to ruin what we have. You're my life now...my everything." She paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "And I promise I won't let anyone come between us ever again." There was an intensity in her voice that spoke of her unwavering determination and fierce love for him.
Her breath catches in her throat as his fingers probe her ass again, filling her up and stretching her in ways she hadn't expected. She arches her back, moaning loudly as the dual sensations overwhelm her. "Fuck... Brise..." Her nails dig into his shoulders harder, leaving shallow welts in their wake. She fucks him with abandon now, lost in the pleasure and the pain and the need for him to stay close.
I reach up and begin to choke her as I whisper into her ear, "That's it, your hag pussy feels tight as a virgin again."
The feel of his hands around her throat sends shivers through her body, heightening the sensations even further. Her nails scrape down his back in reply, leaving trails of blood mingling with their sweat and saliva. She's so close again, the edge teetering dangerously on the verge of oblivion.
"I love you," she gasps out between choked words, the truth spilling from her lips like water over stones. "Please... don't leave me..."
Stroke slowly lowered her onto the bed, giving her time to adjust before he began to remove her clothes. His fingers were gentle as they undid each button on her dress, revealing more of her body with every movement. Her breath came faster as he slid the fabric over her hips and down her legs, tossing it aside. She lay bare before him, vulnerable and achingly beautiful in his eyes.
"You're so fucking sexy," he muttered, leaning forward to kiss her neck.
Then we started having passionate sex hor hours
Her moans filled the room as their bodies came together in a frenzy of need and desire. His hands roamed freely over her body, finding all the places that drove her wild, while his lips and tongue teased and pleasured her into oblivion. She arched beneath him, meeting each thrust with equal force, their hips moving in perfect sync as they sought release from the tension that had been building between them for far too long.
"Stroke..."
Her breath catches in her throat as his hands move over her body, exploring every curve with possessive tenderness. Her eyes flutter closed, and she moans softly when he touches her breast. It feels so good to be wanted like this, to feel desired despite the weight of their past hanging between them. She arches into his touch, offering herself up for his possession as their passion burns hotter with every passing second.
Her hands slide down his chest now, moving lower still until they reach the hem of his shirt.
Blair reaches the hem of my shirt, lifting it up my head and undressing me both driven by lust, I move her skimpy dress' top, releasing her big breasts in front of me "Hmmm, Blair.. You are so sexy as always, dear."
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she pulls his shirt over his head, revealing his toned chest and defined abs. Her hands slide up his bare skin, tracing lazy circles around his nipples before moving lower still to the waistband of his pants. With a small, needy whimper, she tugs at his belt, struggling to free him from its confines. The thought of having all of Dan, finally and completely, is overwhelming her senses, making it impossible for her to think about anything else.