Andreas’ Adam’s apple rose and fell. He swallowed several times before he finally lost control.
Andreas’ mouth and fingers went into action. He alternately nibbled and rubbed Vlora’s breasts. He sucked and then squeezed.
Vlora got more and more out of control. Her body literally rebelled in a wave of increasingly intoxicating stimulation.
Vlora’s head felt dizzy. Her vision was clouded by the haze of passion that had covered her eyes.
“Reas.”
Plea and hope were implicit in Vlora’s moan. Her voice was the whimper of a child hoping for mercy.
Andreas could clearly see the signs. The reaction of Vlora’s body explained everything. But he did not want to give Vlora what she wanted yet. She still wanted to play.
Oh, I hope Vlora can survive. Because Andreas always played seriously.
Andreas continued to enjoy Vlora’s breasts. Occasionally he pulled away. But that did not mean that he had stopped. Instead, he wanted to see the work that had been done.
Vlora’s nipples were swollen, both of them. They also looked shiny. Her condition was pitiful, but also seductive.
Andreas moved again. After caressing Vlora’s breasts, he decided to go further down.
As his lips continued to plant kisses, Andreas reached the slender curve of Vlora’s stomach. His tongue tickled and as a result Vlora’s legs wrapped around his body.
Andreas felt a warm moisture on his stomach, obviously from Vlora’s femininity. A sure sign that his wife could no longer withstand the burning passion.
Andreas’ resolve faltered. He wanted to jump at Vlora’s offer, but… no.
Andreas was not satisfied yet. He would never forget how Vlora had tortured him earlier. Oh, now he wanted to take revenge.
As a result, Vlora had to bury her hopes that Andreas would enter her immediately. She had to be patient and-
“Ah!”
Suddenly Vlora gasped, eyes wide open. Shock hit her and made her chest choke.
“R-Reas.”
Andreas’ lips kissed Vlora’s belly sensually. Unfortunately, that was not what made Vlora jump. Instead, it was Andreas’ hand that did.
The peck was only a distraction. It was only a distraction for Vlora. Because when Andreas’ lips touched, there were fingers that acted.
Without warning. Unexpectedly. Quickly, Andreas’ finger rubbed Vlora’s femininity and then entered.
To say that Vlora’s life felt as if it had been ripped from her body might not be an exaggeration. In fact, that’s exactly how she felt at the moment. She winced and did not breathe for a moment.
It was only when Andreas pulled his finger out that Vlora reacted again. She gasped and clearly felt a pulling sensation as Andreas’ thumb rubbed her clit.
Vlora moaned. Her eyeballs rolled and then she closed them. She savored every second of Andreas teasing her femininity.
Andreas’ caresses felt very adoring. He did not rush her, he did it soulfully. The rhythm was soothing and let Vlora drift away.
Oh, really. Andreas really knew how to touch Vlora the right way. He also knew what to do next.
The game continued. Having teased Vlora’s outer parts enough, it’s time for Andreas to venture back into the valley of taste.
Andreas’ fingers traced the lips of Vlora’s femininity. He left a trail of shivers along the way. Then he stepped back to his rightful place.
Not just one finger. This time Andreas entered Vlora’s femininity with two fingers at once. He entered and immediately disrupted Vlora’s system.
Andreas ignored the usual gentle touch as a prelude. As he entered, his fingers immediately shook Vlora with an intoxicating intensity.
The longer it went on, the more uncontrollable it became. It became faster and faster. Andreas’ finger slipped in and out of Vlora’s femininity with a speed that made her chest tighten.
But don’t blame Andreas if Vlora can’t breathe anymore. In fact, it’s her sigh after sigh that makes Andreas even more excited. He was spurred on and kept going.
Vlora closed her eyes as tightly as she could. She bit her lower lip as hard as she could and sighed.
The expressionless face disappeared, replaced by a red one. There was no calm, only fear. Vlora was no longer her usual self, when desire and passion had taken over her body.
Vlora’s control had shifted. With her mind gone, she surrendered completely to the game Andreas had created. She allowed Andreas to continue to control and dominate her.
All this Andreas gladly accepted. Vlora’s devotion made him even more intense. He crawled onto Vlora’s body and slowly climbed up to reach her breasts, which had been neglected for some time.
Vlora let out a long groan. As Andreas’ fingers continued to play with her femininity, a warm mouth crushed her breasts.
The word drunk would not describe Vlora’s state now. She was completely dizzy and felt adrift. Waves of excitement washed over her and rolled through her body.
Vlora curled her toes. She became tense and stiff, an unfamiliar sensation slowly running through her nerves. She hugged Andreas with all her might and whimpered, then ….
Andreas grinned. The reaction of Vlora’s body gave him a signal and at the right time he pulled his finger out.
The vibrations stopped. The intoxicating vibrations stopped. It ended when it had not yet reached its end.
Vlora opened her eyes and looked unhappy. “You-argh!”
A completely useless protest. Before Vlora could finish her sentence, Andreas surprised her again. She collapsed onto the pillow and her protest was replaced by a muffled groan.
A grin appeared on Andreas’ face. His expression was one of satisfaction as his masculinity sank as deep as it could into Vlora’s femininity.
“Do you have something to say, darling?”
The tip of Andreas’ nose rubbed against Vlora’s cheek. He stroked it too, trying to calm her down.
“O-oh, oh my. Reas.”
Vlora could hardly make a sound. Her cries were like the squeak of a mouse. It was pitiful and embarrassing, but what could she do?
Shocked, Vlora’s chest rose and fell dramatically. The fullness of her womasculinity made her swallow.
Andreas didn’t wait long. When he felt that Vlora had accepted him, he began to move. He came out slowly, leaving a unique impression that Vlora could not describe.
It was impressive, but Vlora couldn’t enjoy it for long. Instead, in the next second, Andreas plunges down fast and hard.
No more gentle movements. Now it’s time for the blows that will destroy Vlora’s mind.
Andreas held onto Vlora’s body as tightly as he could. Vlora hugged him just as tightly.
Surrendering, Vlora simply closed her eyes and let herself fall back again and again. She let the current carry her to the desired port.
The wave was already approaching. It came closer. More and more alive.
Andreas was not playing with Vlora anymore. Even if he thought of doing the same again, Vlora would anticipate it.
Both legs rose and Vlora grabbed Andreas’ waist. She lifted her hips and Andreas’ masculinity entered more and more smoothly.
The deep impact made Vlora squeal. Her body tensed and the unfamiliar sensation made her tremble until she could not breathe.
It took a moment for Vlora to regain her composure. She sucked in air and calmed the turbulent lungs that began to rebel. It was tight, but it felt so good.
“You don’t think it’s over here, do you?”
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