The Red Wolf
cubbles and a few kisses here and there. 'We're coming,' I whisper in my head as another feeling washes away the guilt, a feeling of wanting, needing to be held, touched, loved, but it's not me, not mine, it's.... Chilli. Is she wanting me to join her? The feeling intensifies as I step closer to the bathroom door and before I know what I'm doing, my hands are removing my clothes as I slowly slip into the bathroom without making a sound. Standing just inside the door, I admire my beautiful, stunning wife standing under the running water as she runs her fingers through her hair. Her lips part slightly to release a gentle moan as the warm water does it's job and more, by washing away her troub
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