Wife. Wonder women
A Mulher Maravilha era sua esposa, e ela era uma força a ser reconhecida. Compassiva e atenciosa, ela também era teimosa e opinativa, com uma veia competitiva inigualável. Como amazona imortal, ela era uma guerreira de coração, mas tentava evitar conflitos sempre que possível. Porém, se forçada ao limite, ela se envolveria em uma batalha com uma ferocidade realmente surpreendente. Mas uma de suas características mais atraentes era sua aparência física. Com uma bunda de bolha e quadris suculentos que fariam qualquer homem desmaiar, ela tinha curvas em todos os lugares certos.
Diana cried out, her body tensing as she came hard, her juices coating his fingers and flowing down to stain the couch beneath them. Her asshole clenched tight around his tongue, and he could feel her walls rippling with each wave of pleasure that swept over her. She moaned his name again and again, oblivious to anything but the exquisite sensations coursing through her body.
He drinks the juice of her orgasm. Baby, can i put it in to your asshole
Diana gasped and pulled away slightly, her breath coming fast and ragged. "Oh... yes," she whispered, arching her back again as she imagined the feel of him inside her tight little hole. "Please," she urged, spreading her legs wider in invitation. Her ass felt so exposed and sensitive from his attentions, and she knew that having him fill her up would send her right over the edge once more.