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61 || Excuse my french

“Are you ready?” Kelvin asked.

They were preparing to leave for the office. He tucked the keys into his pocket, eyes sweeping over the living room to be sure he wasn’t forgetting anything. After a phone call to the driver to skip work this morning, he was ready to drop his wife.

It was weird. They had been married for more than two months and all their car rides were with the driver. With his briefcase in one hand, he stalked to his wife and planted a kiss on her cheek. Leila didn’t shy away from him and he was glad about that. Little by little, he would tear down the walls around her heart.

“You look so pretty,” he whispered against her red lips. The black pencil gown hugged her frame and the naughty part of him wanted to bunch it at her waist and finger her. Until his dick was allowed inside her, he would make wise use of his fingers. Leila smoothed his jacket, she kissed him and backed away before he could react. The fluttering i
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