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He moved gently to my inner thigh, kissing my honey pot, using his hand to open my legs wider before placing his tongue to do what he knows how to do best. He tickles me with his tongue, licking and suchlike my pussy as if his life depended on it. “ This feels so good and amazing, can't you see? I love the way you touched me”. I looked straight into his eyes. “ Can you be a better husband for me? Let's live a good life together as a couple”. I want to see his reaction. “ I want to do this with you over again, I would be a better partner, I promise. He moved to my pussy again and continued his magic on me.

So, I asked Celeste, "Why did my wife get you to be with me? Did she say anything to you?" Celeste had gotten dressed and had put on her shoes. Her bags were also packed. "How would I know that? The bottom line is—you have a deal as long as you pay up." Perplexed, I asked, "Are you best friends with my wife, then?" Suddenly, Celeste directed her gaze toward me, her expression extremely seductive. "It seems like your wife hasn't shared anything with you, has she? We used to work at the same club back in the day.

He made me stand on all fours again and thrusted into my pussy again. "Fuck!" He moaned, thrusting in and out of me at a very fast pace. "This feels so much better than doing it with my wife," he moaned. "Wow" I heard a female voice followed by an applause. I looked in the direction and found his wife standing by the door. "Better than your wife's" she said, further entering the room. "Darling, I can explain," he said, giving me one more thrust. He tried pulling out of me but then I felt his seeds pour into my opening.

"Keep going. Feels right." Fingers joined, bringing the first climax. Then he entered me, thick and hard. "Tight around me. Perfect." Thrusts built steady. I wrapped my legs around it. "Faster, Adrian. Deeper." He delivered powerful movements. Skin slapped in quiet manor. "Take it all." I came again, clenching. He followed, releasing heat. We lay catching breath. "Not professional," I said with a smile. "Worth it." Talk turned to his family history. He shared loneliness in a big estate. I mentioned past cases. Connection sparked.