No la.. well, since you asked.
I suffered a slight hemorrhage of my urethra, meaning my pee tube kenna benkok and the erection and rocking made my pee tube fold then the blood cannot flow properly, causing small blood vessels inside to burst.
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With good stories comes real experiences…
I’m having some personal issues with one of the females leads in the story and i’m trying to pick up the pieces.
Will be AFK for a while. I promise to update.
Thank you so much for your patience.
I saw that it was from me… my dick head was still bleeding… We were shocked. Now we really have to go hospital!
And her place is just a short walk away from a hospital… We dressed up and she wiped her cum (and blood
) smeared pussy with her towel, pulled up her skirt and another new pair of thongs. She passed me another pair of shorts “It’s new! Don’t worry!” she snubbed.
I looked like I was from China. I was wearing a long sleeve shirt, shorts, leather shoes and socks…. I looked ultimately like a villager working in suburbs going for a run (no offense to fellow villagers, just citing the similarity) She laughed quite hard and to be honest, seeing her in such high spirits made me forget my predicament.
I’m sure she must have looked like a celebrity bringing a villager for a walk around the neighbourhood.
She held my hand as I waddled down the walkway, with my hands covering my groin and a tissue covering my dickhead within the shorts. I was now worried. My “mistress” didn’t make things easier… with her pert ass, tight skirt, perky boobs. her sashaying walk and silhouette will make any man turn their head. She smells lightly of Bvlgari Omnia and her natural chestnut full lock of hair lingers after her walk.
Her brows were a little unkempt today, but the new fad is thick brows so it’s fine by me, Her nose is a little tall and she gots nice thick lower lips, this time she used a shade closer to pink as lip color. I stared hard at her, admiring her nicely done lashes, i noticed there was no eye shadows and liner this time round. I smile and wonder what did i do in my last life to enjoy her company… and being used by her until I malfunction.
“Hey… you are making me blush!” she whispered as we finished the registration.
“You are so lucky mister, your wife is really sweet!” chirped the receptionist. She brushed her hair behind her ears and bit her lips as she smiled at me coyly.
“..yeah! she’s all i need!” i added.
“Sexy, demure, capable and adorable in one lithe, fair, well dressed and horny package…. aged to perfection at 38 years old” I whispered to her ear and kissed her lips while we sit at the lobby.
“Hey! people are watching!” she let out a coy smile, trying to look annoyed but couldn’t contain her joy.
We were like newly-weds… fucked like rabbits until blood comes out from my dick. Kinda funny, until i remembered my first night with my wife was not very far from funny and romantic too.
Suddenly i became stoic and silent. I missed my wife. I was wishing she was the one with me now. Maybe I did not know Margaret long enough, but she certainly did not give me that comfortable feeling my wife gave when I’m visiting doctors with her.
My wife would have checked my forehead, asked me if i needed water or if i’m in pain. I teared a little as I wondered what happened to us. Margaret noticed my change in mood and kissed my cheeks.
“I know… but I’m here for you now…” Margaret held my face as she looked into my eyes and said that
I’m not sure what does she knows, maybe she just knows i can only cry about 2 things, my wife or my dick. I felt vulnerable and weak. I wonder what’s in store for me next. What if i became impotent and my tool will be decommissioned?
The thought of working part-time in Desker or Rowell crossed my mind as I laughed.
“Are you stable?” Margaret looked at me and shook my shoulders. We laughed so hard as I told her what I was thinking of. By now, it’s my turn and we sure earned some stares from annoyed fellow patients.
So the doctor tells me to sit down and ask me to take out my bloody junk. Margaret lovingly rest her hands on my shoulders as she looks at the doctor and cringes, who is a female by the way.
“My fault…” she whispers as the doctor holds my thing with her cold, glove covered hands. “but…”
“what?…” I whispered
“….I get wet seeing the doctor holding your sexy dick….” she purrs in her softest possible whisper, but still the doctor clears the throat and looks menacingly at Margaret.
I feel my dick growing in the doctor’s hands as Margaret tickles my chest with her fingers. I had to imagine images of Margaret confronting my wife and my mom scolding me for having a mistress to subdue my erection…but my hardon stopped automatically when i thought of my wife’s picture she sent me earlier that day. Margaret pat my face with her hand when she sees my sad expression.
The doctor said that my dick was just overused. I need to abstain from sex for 3-5 days before resuming normal activities. Margaret giggled as the doctor adviced me. I, on the other hand, was trying to suppress my sadness.
“So no SF for 4 days….. hmm….” chirps Margaret as she prances around me. I swear she is the sweetest milf i’ve ever seen. If you didn’t know her age, she easily passes off as a twenty-something. I held her hand and told her I still got my tongue and lips and hands.
“Nope, we should concentrate on our work. Make it a banging success and so we can look forward to more commissions and we can take vacation together!” Margaret replied with staunchness in her voice and looking mightily ambitious as she clenches her fist near her hands.
I told Margaret I will go home and rest. She kisses me goodbye and sees me leave. Maybe she knows I’m still thinking about my marriage.
Back at home, i tried my very best not to confront my wife. I told her my thing was injured and she still had the cheek to say “Lucky you came earlier before you discovered there was blood.”
I couldn’t talk at all… citing that I was tired from the waiting and the medication. I cried at the toilet. She doesn’t care, all she does is continue chatting on her phone. “A friend, she’s into Carousell as me " my wife stammers as I questioned.
I didn’t talk much at home for the rest of the 3 days - I enjoyed my working hours as the happiest man in the world with Margaret, she was so very professional and beautiful in front of everyone and so sweet and demure when she was with me. Just normal lunch dates, talking about family, interest, hobbies, pets, exes and life. We had alot more in common than we thought. But back at home, I couldn’t even speak. I was fuming inside but yet when my wife tries to be sweet to me, i give excuses like ‘headache, stress… overwork, worried about my bleeding…”
I know she doesn’t care because shortly after she asked me, she is back at her phone. I stopped feeling sorry for myself whenever I thought about Margaret, but I wake up at times, thinking what do i really want.
4 days passed. Our tender was not successful and we were scolded by Erwin for being unprofessional after he found out we were too close for comfort. Margaret was asked to stay behind while Erwin threatens to confront my boss for my change in working attitude, citing that I was no longer as helpful and attentive to their company’s needs as before.
I wanted to confront Erwin, but he insisted that there was nothing for us to talk about as I crossed the ‘professionalism’ boundary. I texted Margaret i will wait for her and she replied ‘Wait for me at the Carpark"
Margaret comes out of the car park entrance after 2 hours, with Erwin behind her. I hid inside my car and sees that fucker tries to force a kiss onto her. Talking about being professional. I clenched my fist and was thinking of how to ambush him from behind.
For a while, I was fuming mad with Erwin, but yet I wanted to see how is Margaret going to react to other men. Does she really love me? I must be perverse, but I really wanted to know…
….so i watched.
Does she really love me? I must be perverse, but I really wanted to know…
….so i watched.
I was getting hard from seeing Erwin grabbing Margaret’s boobs as she threatens him. I wanted to save Margaret from his onslaught, but seeing her lacking resistance made me think that this slut needs more than 1 cock. Maybe i can use this excuse to break off with Margaret when i catch Erwin’s thing inside her.
Maybe I can make it rich by threatening Erwin.. Or Margaret. I shook of this devious thought and focused. I scanned around for cameras. Damn! No camera here? What fucked up carpark is this?
Erwin is a hulk of a man. He stands an 1.8m-ish and he is a gym rat.. his tummy is big and he is showing signs of balding, wears oversized pants and always tucks in his polo tees…. but when he flexes his arms, you can easily see the bulge of his biceps. Fighting him is not going to be easy, that’s why I need to think of how to ambush him. I mean, in the heat of the moment of getting his prize, do you think he will let a puny little me stop him from fucking my fair lady?
Margaret shouts “Let me go, you stinky ogre!”
“Yeah right! SF that imp can fuck you and orgs (SIC) cannot fuck?” Erwin sniggered as he took of his specs and tries to nuzzle Margaret’s neck.
I can see sweat stains forming at Erwin’s armpits….ewwww… no wonder M calls him stinky.
“I’m gonna call for help if you touch me further. Let me go and I take it as nothing happened.” Margaret threatens as she puts up a futile struggle. Erwin can subdue her with 1 hand and fondle her with another. Imagine how big his hand is… I was nervous with intention to help, but the devious side of me thought it’s going to be Margaret’s turn to bleed if Erwin slides her thongs aside and puts his thing in her ass.
I can’t help but think Margaret needs this dick. Afterall, I haven’t fucked her for 4 days… and all the licking, fingering and petting with her must have left her needing more even though she orgasmed every time we ended at her place. I can tell she needed a dick inside her more than anything. Perhaps it’s her age and her experience with sex.
“I know you need it!” Erwin smirks as he fumbles with his zip. Margaret was pushed against the wall and looking very angry but closes her eyes in excitement and pleasure as Erwin’s large fingers slid into her wet hole.
I was angry yet very turned on and subconsciously rubbing my dick then I remembered my injury. i thought I should save it for later. Why don’t i take a video of this ordeal?
I fumbled with my phone while my eyes were fixated at how Erwin violates Margaret’s pussy. His large hands, wow, must have been the size my my face.. as he shoves a finger in and whispers something inaudible into Margaret’s ears. I heard my name and I see Margaret widened her eyes.
“Hurry up and get done with it!” Margaret angrily instructs Erwin.
As Erwin unzips, I’m surprised that the bulge was not significant, maybe he needs more than fondling to get turned on. I, on the other hand, was trying my best not to burst my blood vessels on my groin again.
I pressed record on my phone as I anticipated his anaco… wait a minute, what’s that bent little thing there?
“What?? Margaret questioned, feeling really astonished. “You are still soft and what you wanna do?” she scoffed.
“Why??” Erwin whined as he frantically jerks himself.
This is really comical. His large size and hands does not equate to the size of his junk. I can see it’s slightly smaller than mine, but i never expected Margaret to be so mean and I really was trying hard to suppress my giggling.
Margaret seems to be exasperated. She moved away and walked calmly to her car. “Waste my time…” she lamented as she rolls her eyes. Erwin was chasing after as he shouts
“Come back you bitch! You haven’t tried my real thing!”
That’s it. Time to stop them. I rushed out from my car and Erwin hastily tried to zip up his junk, but the pubes were caught in the fly and he couldn’t pull it up. I grabbed Margaret and pulled her behind me. Margaret doesn’t even look like a damsel in distress and she looks like she had a hard day fending off people that didn’t spike her interest instead
I smiled as I pat her head. “I have this, you wait in your car ok?” I said and Margaret nodded.
“What is this? You are threatening her? You think this is a movie?” I spoke softly to Erwin.
“SF, this is between me and her. I was before you. Now she have you, she moves on because she had seen yours. She’s the ’new dick everyday’ type!” yells Erwin, almost sobbing from the loss of pride.
“Bro.. just go. I pretend I never see… I know she will be ok and you just stop creating a scene here” I assured Erwin but my heart was thumping from all the action and confrontation.
Erwin gave me an apologetic stare. I am surprised everything resolved so quickly. I thought I’d have to go to the hospital again. Moments ago, I was trembling as I ran towards them… now, I’m trembling again from trying to suppress my laughter!
“SF… please tell Margaret I’m sorry. I was just being possessive. Please tell her don’t press charges. I didn’t do anything now” pleaded Erwin. I nodded and asked him to just go. I was expecting him to turn around and pin me down to yell down my throat before giving me his best 20 hit combo attack.
As he left the carpark door, I’m surprised no one heard the ordeal. More surprisingly, Margaret was calm as … I dunno…. her usual self perhaps. I ran towards my car and see Margaret sitting, tucking her arms crossed in front of her
“Why didn’t you scream, dear?” I asked as i closed my car door. “Wanna report him?”
“You were having fun watching right?!” she yelled at me as she slapped my arm. “I already told you I sucked his dick before, besides, he wants to get you off your job if I don’t let him fuck. I’m doing it for you!!” she added, sounding really jilted.
“Okay okay… !” I assured her as I pulled her closer towards me to hug her body. “I’m sorry… i was trying to threaten him by taking a video. You ok baby? You look ok to me. Are you used to such things?” i asked and giggled.
Note: *Yeah i giggle… why?*
Margaret gave me a long stare as if trying to tell me something. I was looking at her, anticipating an answer as I sense something wrong but she suddenly sulked and said “He was really rough, dear… see?” she complained as she showed me the marks on her arms. Then she opens her legs.
“Quick, see if he injured your little treasure chest… " she moaned
I can’t believe her. Most girls will be crying or sobbing but here she is, totally unfazed and still expecting me service her right now. I told her not here and I said we will go somewhere later, but she should inform Erwin about leaving the job. I’m sure she can’t stay on now… but where will she go? I got an idea, but little did I know i was making the worst decision in my life.
“Join me!” I suggested cheerfully. Margaret nodded with glee and kissed me there and then. She needed the kiss like she needed air.
“Join me!” I suggested cheerfully. Margaret nodded with glee and kissed me there and then. She needed the kiss like she needed air
At every moment when I stopped thinking, even kissing her now, the thought of an impending end to my seemingly dull but stable, or so i thought - marriage, makes me feel really heavy in the heart.
I do not know what to expect, but whenever I stop to think and stare blankly, Margaret seems to know. She will stroke my hair, give me a hug or kiss my cheeks. She won’t disturb what I’m thinking… but she is there for me whenever she’s around me.
“Dearie… wanna go home?…my home?” she suggested seriously.
“No… dear, I need to settle some things” I lamented. She got off my car quietly and looked really sad and empty. But I was in no state to make her happier because I am feeling empty inside me as I drove with my windows open.
It’s only 4pm. As I reached my door, I saw my wife’s shoe she wore this morning. She’s already back! My heart stopped and I really hoped she was expecting someone. I thought I should sound her out. So I hid i floor below and called her.
“Dear? Where are you?” I asked
“You still dare to ask! Where are you? You see your missed calls! Why are you behaving so strangely today? How is your thing?” she asked frantically, but i can hear in her tone she doesn’t really bother as much as she used to
I hear her mumble over the other end of the line, but i was recalling there was once i went on a boys nights out at Club Armani at Textile centre. I booked a tall lady from Zhejiang and had hell of a good time in my car, at the carpark for 120 bucks. 2 shots!! As that KTV hostess left my car, I looked at my phone while still dazed in bliss, there was 20 missed calls. I didn’t know i fucked that long!
My wife was scolding me until she cried. She was so worried that I’m dead or something happened to me. I was thinking she was being dramatic but as I got home, I gave her the tightest hug i could give. I was so sorry… In the end, she caught me with a kiss mark on my forehead, but that was about it. She called my friends and all of them just said I lost a bet and had to get kissed in order to get out. Explaining to my wife was part of the game.
My bros were steady. I smiled … as i snapped back to the present. I realized this time, she hanged up. I called again… she picked up, but sounded really annoyed with me.
So I acted pitiful… saying “Dear, I’m sorry i didn’t hear you. But my head hurts!… Can you sayang me later? I’m coming back!” As I said that, i recalled Margaret would jumped at this chance to do it, but i’d love to see the person who would have stayed with me for the rest of her life, will she say the same.
“Doctor never give you medicine meh?” she queried. “I need to go downstairs la!”
I hung up in anger and barged towards my door, kicking it open. I couldn’t take the fact that she is treating me like this even though i know I wasn’t doing anything right behind her back. Men are equally cheap when i comes to getting affection. I was messed up in my head, but I couldn’t stand the idea that my wife is fucking someone else behind me, but she is not acting like she isn’t doing it
“WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!” I yelled as I pushed her to the bed.
She was stoned. I took this opportunity to rip her skirt open. I wanted to see if that fucker came inside her again. She resisted vehemently.
“What are you doing?? I’ll call the police!” she yelled.
I sniffed for traces of sex, semen or condoms near her crotch. I also sniffed for traces of cigs, men fragrances. I am no dog, but I am not letting any chance slip by.
“Are you suspecting me of cheating you??” she yelled as she slapped me several times on the face.
“Are you suspecting me of cheating you??” she yelled as she slapped me several times on the face.
I got totally mad. She still have the cheek to slap me. As I held down both her hands, I was looking at this seething mad beast of a lady. She looked at me with so much hatred, I wondered if she ever loved me.
As she rattled on, I was wondering how do I bring it across to her that I didn’t cum when I had sex with her that day. I even need to explain the decline of my sexual interest when I diligently fucked her whenever she wanted to try for a baby.
I finally snapped back and i heard her saying “fucking hell, you listening or not!” as she slapped my face again.
“ENOUGH!!” I yelled
I picked her up and hugged her tightly. I was emotional as fuck. I wanted to walk out of that door and just forget everything, but I couldn’t. She cried as she slapped my chest (Still slapping… sigh)
“You scared me you know!!” she bawled.
I thought I will let things be. She fuck hers, I fuck mine as I consoled her.
I told her i was sorry. I just got angry because I thought she didn’t care about me anymore which was why i got mad. Reality was just I am an asshole. I wanted to fuck around and I didn’t let her. Haha. What a jerk.
But what if she get pregnant? Whose baby will it be? What if she decides to leave me for that fucker? What if she decides on a threesome or worse, foursome if I decided to be open about it?
Lot of thoughts surrounded my mind again. Even though I told her I will be cooking, she knew i was not in the state of mind. So she suggested we cook together like the ‘good old days’
As she changed into something more casual, I noticed she shaved. A sharp pain shot through my heart. I’m sure it was not for me. I covered my forehead in despair as I wondered why I told her the same thing for so long, but she never did anything about it…
“Did you see? Nice or not, hubby?” she giggled mawkishly
I was surprised… “Nice dear, you done it for me?”
“The waxing salon got offer… soo….” she said as she walks toward me.
“You haven’t shower… so didn’’t i” I mumbled. I was so afraid I will smell the scent of a man if she forces her groin to my face and worse… force me to be a cuckold and ask me to lick off the cum.
I snapped out of the thoughts again and by then, she was cupping my dick with her hands.
“No.. " i declined sheepishly. However, seeing her feeling so dejected in her 2nd advance towards me after so many years of marriage made me feel really bad for rejecting, so I relented
“You can’t suck it dear… it’s still recovering, but we can do it thought…”
“Don’t you wanna lick me….after soooo long? You kept wondering what does mine look like without a forest, right?” she bends over and show me her hairless pussy. Even her ass is hairless… just like Margaret.
However, Margaret got really neat labia and bleached ass… the effort she puts in to seduce…
But my wife is actually tighter.. you can see it. Her efforts to seduce me actually made her wet. She looks at me intently as she places her hands on her knees while standing up, forming her body to a 90 degree.
I guess it was an invitation, right? But if it were Margaret, I’d have dived into it.. why are men all like this?
So I licked her… as gently as I can… much like ago, but this time it’s tastier and I can get closer. She reacts to my touch with more sensuality. Guys, get your spouse or SO to shave or wax. It’s really worth it. Sex is like a hell lot more exciting.
She wanted to suck me, but i dare not. Now i really wonder was it even safe to lick her. I suggested we put on a condom tonight as I am still recovering.
She didn’t show any signs of suspicion. I took out the last one I had. (We use it for period sex.. She’s really randy on periods) and as I rolled, i realized my hard-on was less impressive than it was. Perhaps it was the emotional roller coaster.
She didn’t show any signs of suspicion. I took out the last one I had. (We use it for period sex.. She’s really randy on periods) and as I rolled, i realized my hard-on was less impressive than it was. Perhaps it was the emotional roller coaster
My wife scoffed at my dick. “How come so small today?”
I grimaced and stared at her. She stroked it lovingly and apologized.. but I ignored it as I was trying hard to make my thing stand. It hurts a bit to be honest. I gripped the base of it to sustain the hard on so i can roll the condom.
I wonder where did my testosterone go when i needed it. My wife was nice enough to help me suck my dick as I finger her. I kept telling myself i needed to get it hard so I can save my marriage. I kept imagining how did the other guy fuck my wife and how much of a cuckold i was when he came inside my wife… that fucker that pumped my wife with spoonfuls of cum and my wife had sex with me right after that.
It did get me harder.. I must be really sick. But my hard-on was raging! I pushed that slut - my wife. onto the bed. Now she is lying on her tummy and I ticked her cunt with my dickhead. She looked back, seemingly surprised and with hints of anger in her eyes. I didn’t care…
“Just lie down and let me fuck you!” i demanded
I still didn’t want to go in. She was moving her body backwards to ease herself onto my dick but i didn’t let her. I tickled her pussy until streams of liquid started oozing out from her slit, which is now gaping a little and turning into a darker shade of pink.
I parked my thumb on her ass. I wanted her to try anal. I am too influenced by Margaret now. In fact, i was reminiscing how Margaret and I fucked… i needed a refresher. I rubbed my dick more vigorously at her entrance, sliding my glan in but not the whole length, and I move in lateral motion rather than sliding it in/out. I was making her need me.
I am playing with my wife. I wanted to make her the slut she was.
I used my thumb to wipe the juices off her cunt and swirled my phalanx in circles around her arse. To my surprise, she pushed her hips backwards and my thumb was engulfed by her tight cavity. (At the same time, I’m surprised i’m not pushing in any chocolates)
She was rubbing her clit just like how Margaret did. I was super turned on. I am really sick in my mind… or maybe i’m too obsessed with my new soulmate. I was actually trying to turn my wife into my mistress - sexually. I twirled my thumb and tried to widen her ass.
“Fuck me dear! Fuck my ass!” my wife moaned.
I’d have never heard her say it if all these didn’t happen, if i didn’t meet Margaret, or should I say if i never found out she was fucking another man.
I didn’t want to. I still want to make her more wanton than this. I want her to cum the moment I put my dick into her ass.
I didn’t want to. I still want to make her more wanton than this. I want her to cum the moment I put my dick into her ass.
I was turning her into a slut. My wife… who is now rubbing her clit furiously as she forces her hips so that my dick will drive into her winking arse. I was really pleased with what I’m doing. I feel my thing springing into life as the tightness of the condom i wore increases.
But I’m not done…I decide to do her a favor and lick her ass. (Yah,,, yah, i know, unhygienic, can cause cancer and all…. but when you are horny, you can really think meh?)
I rimmed her hairless ass as slowly as i could. She helplessly pushes her butt into my tongue to gain some comfort from my tongue inside her as she faces the ceiling in pleasure while i pull and twiddle her nipples, one at a time. I felt a strong urge to fuck her but i still decide to hold it out. I can see she is cumming soon, her pussy is dripping wet…. so wet it’s like melted ice, it keeps dripping and wetting whatever below her.
As i see her putting resting her head as if she was in agony, she inserts 3 fingers into her pussy and I increased my tempo, delving my whole tongue into her as if I don’t have hands and i needed to finish an ice-cream cone. Actually, I used my hands to pry open her butt cheeks so i got more access to my wife’s ass.
She feels so different today… or rather, her ass feels so different from normal vanilla sex. And the way i made her want it made me feel i was fucking someone new.
Is this called re-kindling, or is this just letting out her perversion?
“Fuck me…. please dear!” she moaned as she shivered.
I inserted myself with a swift stroke and all the teasing makes her rectum easy to enter. I wondered if that guy fucked her ass too. I feel her sphincter tightening as she grabs my thighs. I counted my strokes to prevent myself from cumming too fast. I’m sure she needs at least 400 to 700.
“Ah~~!” she wails loudly as she shut her eyes tightly, seemingly in agony, actually in pleasure.
“Fuck me hubby! Fuck me!…” my wife moaned.
I pulled out my dick slowly… (and also inspected my dip-stick - Hmmm… very good, no engine oil stain!) and gave her the long-awaited pounding. She don’t have so much meat at her bums like Margaret but it was still so enjoyable to fuck someone who needs you to fuck her.
Every slap on the ass is accompanied with an “AHH!” as she fingers more furiously. She is determined to orgasm the second time, i thought. But my thought was later than what was happening. She lets out a stream of her juice from her already red pussy and moans deeply.
I finger her pussy slowly in appreciation of her effort and to ‘sayang’ her.
“Can you do me without condom dear?” she pleaded me in between her moans and breathing.
I obliged - silly thing i must say now i think about it, but nothing happened from this afterall.
Right after I pulled out the irritating rubber, she eases her ass and moves her hips by herself. I felt a little bad that i’m turning my wife into such a whore but I was so engrossed with cumming my load into her asshole…. i turned my wife’s ass into my cum bucket.
She used to be soooo negative about anal (“It’s only for gays and people who don’t know vagina’s exist!”) and now she is moving her ass by herself, begging me to fuck her ass 10 minutes ago… yeah i barely lasted 10 minutes in her ass…..
Now the most surprising part…. she turned around and cleaned my dick with her mouth.
I was amazed and surprised. She looks at me wantonly as she lick my dickhead. It was a turn on for 10 seconds and I wonder why did i do that to her after that 10 seconds.
“Dear…. can we be like this from now on?” she asked as she wipes my cum from her lower lips.