I Want You To Live In Misery Here. No Apologies For You!

The husband and wife were in the room now. Lyra hastily pulled him down from the rooftop. With haste, and still faithful tears flow. Dominic knew where their sex was going. Sex in a hurry for the sake of burying grief.

Lyra moved more actively. Very aggressive. The woman is very domineering now. Dominic’s position was half lying down, with Lyra sitting on his lap. Kiss each other wildly. Lyra’s tongue went into his mouth. Dominic’s neat rows of white teeth, cheeks, the roof of his mouth, and then tongues entangle with each other. Let it be if by dominating like this it can erase all the pain that his wife feels. It didn’t matter that his body was tired and wanted to clean himself up and then fall asleep soundly.

“Ah!” The first sigh escaped Dominic’s lips when the naughty hand accidentally stroked his penis from outside his pants. Stroking then squeezing and rubbing it.

“L-Lyra... ah!”