“Ruth, can you watch the kids for a while? I need to spend some time alone with your sister,” I said. Ruth just smiled, clearly understanding the hint.
I stepped out, and Ruth followed me. When Lily saw me, she stood up, and I quickly approached her to assist her.
“Arlo, I think you’re the one experiencing pregnancy cravings instead of me,” she said with a smile. I smiled back and shook my head.
When we entered the kitchen, she opened the fridge and took out a pitcher of fresh juice.
“Do you want some juice, babe?” she asked sweetly.
My lips parted—I was thinking of a different kind of “juice.” I cursed silently, feeling my body react. My lower abdomen tightened, and my arousal was evident. I shook my head, scolding myself for interpreting her innocent question differently.
I was startled when she cleared her throat. I nearly dropped the knife I was holding.
“I asked if you want some juice?” she repeated.
“No, thanks, babe. I’m craving a different kind of juice,” I blurted out, my filter completely gone. I wanted to pull her out of the kitchen and carry her to our bedroom.
“Arlo, are you okay?”
“I miss you, my wife,” I said, and she sighed.
“Where’s my passion fruit, Arlo? Our baby and I are hungry,” she said, pouting like a child as she sat down.
I couldn’t resist leaning in to kiss her soft lips. I could taste the sweetness of the fresh juice on her lips, but her lips were far sweeter.
Without warning, I lifted her in my arms, unable to control the heat coursing through my body. Her eyes widened, but I didn’t let her speak. My lips claimed hers like a starved predator. I couldn’t understand the overwhelming heat that consumed me. Every fiber of my body burned with desire.
She responded to my intense kiss, even biting my lower lip, which only fueled my arousal further.
“Damn!” I muttered.
It felt like I was racing a horse as I opened the door to our bedroom. I gently laid her on our bed, our lips never parting.
“I’ll be right back,” I said as I briefly pulled away to lock the door. Once I had secured it, I removed my lower garments and climbed back on top of her. One of my hands trailed from her neck to the center of her chest, then to her arms, down to her abdomen, and finally to my favorite part of her body. Honestly, every part of her body was my favorite.
“Arlo,” she murmured.
I played with my finger on her stiff c******s, she moaned she was enjoying what I was doing. I sucked his lips up to his neck. Every time he grunts my name, he makes me hungry and wild.
I removed her bikini. I s**k her nipples. I didn’t stop sucking her pink n****e.
“Babe, ah, maybe the kids will find us.” He bit his lip and closed his eyes.
Do you want me to stop my love?” i asked, my two fingers were already inside her p***y. I did a lot.
“No, ahhh no, please ahh..” He growled loudly.
I kiss her again maybe someone will hear her moaning. I kiss her torridly. My body was full of desire for him. The longer we spend together, the more I long for him. I love her so much.
Until I parted her thigh and subbed my face with her wet p***y. I want to s**k his fresh juice.
“Ahhh f****d!” he quickly put my tongue in his tunnel, and I swirled it around, and my tongue searched for where he would go crazy with pleasure.
When I tasted his hot juice in my mouth I sucked his tunnel and swallowed his juice I sucked. He combed my hair with his fingers.
He was about to cry my name when he moaned. I pulled out my tongue because the one who fought my weapon really wanted to go into battle, especially since the enemy was ready.
I grabbed my hard and long weapon and aimed my head at Lily’s wet p***y hole.
“Ahhh ahhh,” we muttered together when I buried my length.
I held both of her hips and slowly moved.
“You are so tight, my wife.” He was looking at me, moving on top of him
“Ahhh shibit! ah no, he growled
I sped up my back and forth. I didn’t breathe; it just came out of my mouth. When I put on my weapon, I could clearly see his eyes staring. My movement got faster.
It’s delicious; it’s like I have no intention of pulling the d**k out of his narrow hole. I bit my lip and looked up, what I was doing to him made me lose my sanity. I buried my pet too much.
“Please deeper harder. ah, don’t stop, babe, it’s delicious, ah, it’s still big, ah ah.” He was panting. My desire for him got worse, and I laughed at his begging for me.
