ook up. The stew needed a little more time to finish cooking—maybe just a few minutes more—and it would be perfect. I'd already set th

t. I thought maybe it would boost my self-confidence. The dress came down to just above my knees and hugged my shape nicely. I'm not particularly tall or short; I'm pretty average in height. My husband, on the other hand, stands a couple o

n his deep voice, which used to send shivers down my spine. He moved his hands up to my

bread. I didn't do much but paint this morning. Oh, and see

wered from my shoulders and down toward my left breast.

let out a low moan as he sucked on my skin in-between kisses. I slowly felt his other hand trail down my back, down to my hips before slowly hitching

, and I followed through by turning off the stove. I tried to turn around in his arms, but he stopped me. "No, I want you like this." With that said, he m

uietly when I heard the sound of his belt unbuckling and his pants unzipping

e, I chose to keep my lips sealed. He put his hand away and decided to push my panties to the side instead of taking them off. He then took both hands and spread my a

ly against the counter. He slapped my ass once, twice, and thrice as I squirmed during the harsh pounding. I had no choice but to accept his frustrations as little whimpers left my lips. Groans of sati

g anyway with the way he's going. Soon enough, I was right, and he spent himself with me. I breathed a sigh and started to get up before he pulled out, g

inish faster. I had my legs splayed out on both sides of him, with my currently ripped pants hanging from one of my legs. My pussy and breasts were fully exposed, as if I never had clothes on to begin with. If this wasn't a sexy image to get him to cum, I wasn't su

was ruffled against my waist as my husband took me roughly. My brown eyes narrowed slightly on myself. Realizing that I looked sexy and my lower lips began to tingle. Still using the bowl across from us to see

e. Going a step further by spreading my legs wider using one of his hands. At this point, my husband is punishing my pussy and I know

, he starts raining kisses on my chest, telling me he loves me. I tell him the same as he begins to kiss my breasts again. This time takin

head. He nods and slides down between my legs peppering kisses.