A sound of running water came from the bathroom.
Ambrose knew it was Vivien who was taking a shower in the bathroom, so he walked to the bathroom door, gently pushed it open and immediately saw Vivien’s luscious back –
Her shoulders were flat and straight, her waist was thin, her hips were plump, and from her shoulders to her thin waist to her hips, she presented a wonderful young woman’s curve.
A long, dark, shiny hair along the thin, white neck, resting on the pair of high, firm breasts in front of the chest, smooth and delicate skin, without a single flaw, like a satin glittering, penetrating a seductive luster.
Emitting hot air, the white blossom water column sprinkled on her beautiful torso, like countless broken pearls after breaking the thread.
Sliding over her smooth back, sweeping over her fat ass, past the deep groove, flowing through the dark forest-covered culvert between her legs, and then along the two snow-white thighs, sliding down together to the floor.
Ambrose has not watched his wife take a bath for a long time, hoping that before he left, he could enjoy his wife’s beautiful torso again.
Ah! Vivien found her husband standing at the door of the room peeking, remembering the scene when the father-in-law peeked at them making out, the eyes of both surprise and shyness, but also a few joy and excitement, they pouted, said: nasty, you peeked again, you are not … never seen …
Hey hey, peeking is interesting! Ambrose gave a bad laugh.
He just ate breakfast, physical strength has recovered almost, so while undressing, while walking into the bathroom, ready to plummet with his wife.
Vivien turned around.
Ambrose’s eyes went straight, so he nakedly embraced her in one hand.
Vivien let out a soft cry, stretched out her hands around her husband’s head and neck, and held him tightly.
Ambrose stretched out his tongue to lick Vivien’s lips and sucked her mouth deeply, making a slurping sound.
After Vivien’s lips were opened by Ambrose’s tongue, she couldn’t help but stretch out her fragrant tongue and entwine with Ambrose’s tongue, stirring it with each other.
Vivien was intoxicated. She tightly wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck, those big beautiful eyes gazing at him, her upper body fell weakly on Ambrose’s chest, her mouth softly spitting out a series of murmurs.
A pair of rich breasts pressed on Ambrose’s arms and chest squirming, making Ambrose’s heart itch.
Vivien side face pillowed on Ambrose’s shoulder, wet, fragrant hair brushed in Ambrose’s ear, Ambrose could not help but lower his head and bury his nose in the fragrant hair.
And then put a hand gently on her snow-white thighs –
It feels so good, sheepish, smooth, like a piece of white jade, without a flaw.
Ambrose’s hand just wandered casually on her thigh, feeling that place a wet, as if into a swamp, he really could not resist, then thrust his body forward, smoothly into her piece of mud.
Vivien was tickled by her husband, as if there were countless worms crawling inside her body, feeling both excited and anxious, always wanting her husband to be rough.
So she hugged her husband’s back tightly and said in a delicate voice:
Honey, hard!
Ambrose did not squeal, not fast and not slow to do mechanical movement.
Vivien felt a frantic, hurriedly sliding her hands down to her husband’s buttocks.
At the moment, her rounded buttocks held her curvaceous body, swaying under the jet of water emitting hot air from the spray.
Her long, soft hair like a waterfall, her extremely elastic, full breasts fluctuating rhythmically, and her shy panting and melodious moans made up a most primitive melody.
Gradually, Vivien swayed more and more, and her moans became higher and higher,
She experienced and enjoyed it with a mesmerized expression, and her body started to tighten up rhythmically as if to suck her husband dry.
Ambrose is like climbing a mountain, higher and higher.
Finally, a feeling of near-vacancy along with relief exploded from Ambrose’s body.
Vivien’s body is also a trembling, after she enjoyed the afterglow of orgasm, softly lying in her husband’s arms, eyes lazy sweet smile.
Ambrose’s legs were a little shaky, and he felt that he could no longer carry the weight of the two of them, so he hugged her and sat on his butt on the edge of the bathtub …