His dark hair is disheveled. His face is soaked with wetness that belongs to her. After five years, she"s seeing him like this. She can"t have enough of him. Rie rubs his erection with her foot. Her eyes s.h.i.+ne in antic.i.p.ation. "What do you want me to do?"
She wants to know what his dirty mind can think of.
"You will do anything?" He grabs her ankle and pulls it closer to his lips, planting a kiss on her smooth skin.
"Anything." She promises him before suggesting. "Want me to ride you?"
That"s rather something that she wants to do.
"No, darling." He reveals a mischievous smile. "Turn around."
She smirks and turns around, arching up her hip, ready for him to pound her. She sighs when he places the throbbing head of his swollen p.e.n.i.s at the entrance of her v.a.g.i.n.a. He doesn"t enter her right away. He knows what"s going inside her head. Intending to teasing her, he rubs it between her mons. She rolls her eyes She gets what he"s trying to do. Someone holds grudges. He"s 100 years too early to have the upper hand.
She tells him with a cool voice, "Honey, we don"t have all day. Hurry up. I have to make breakfast for Yuta."
Telling him about his son now, she"s not fair. She has never been. Still, he whines to make her feel bad. "Baby, you said that you would do anything."
"What are you saying? It"s a tie since we both moaned," She replies to him haughtily, taking a U-turn from her words that she spoke earlier. "If you are too lazy to do the work, I can help you with it."
She tries to turn around but he grabs her hip to hold her still. He can"t see the grin on her face. "Be still. You had enough fun today."
She mewls when he pushes it inside her drenched v.a.g.i.n.a slowly. But Kiyohira won"t let her have it her way. He rocks his hips against her slowly to frustrate her further. He hears her asking, "Kiyohira, are you a snail?"
He would love to, but he wants to punish her a little for playing him for so long. He shakes her head slowly and smiles, "Yuta is still sleeping have time. We have time."
He"s thankful that he has a cooperative son. His son wants a sister. He will work hard to give him one soon after punis.h.i.+ng his wife a bit.
"You don"t even know how to move," She yells at him, trying to provoke him.
He thrusts hard into her suddenly, making her whimper. "Don"t know?"
"Why are you doing this?" She complains and looks over her head with a scowl on her face. His every slow thrust is sweet suffering. She wants more. She wants him to give it all. Why is he being so stingy?
"If you answer my question, I will do it like the way you want." He gives her another hard thrust. She lowers her head and moans. She wants to turn around and ride him furiously until he comes inside her. He resumes moving slowly in and out of her.
"Ask, you bird-brain," She utters the words through her clenched teeth. Next time, she will teach him a lesson.
"How many times have you touched yourself after you left?" He squeezes her a.s.scheeks, leaving red handprints on them. Her pale skin gets easily painted by his love marks.
"This f.u.c.ker!" Rie curses out loud. He"s curious about her awesome masturbation techniques. She groans when her motion becomes slower. "You idiot! Can I remember something like that?"
"How many times a day?" He shoots the first question.
"Why is it so important?" She wonders why she"s not kicking his face.
"Oh, it"s important to me." He plunges deeper into her twice, giving her a taste of what could be waiting for her if she speaks honestly. "My wife is so good at these things. I can"t help but wonder."
She grits her teeth. "I keep myself educated."
"You are not answering my question, my beautiful wife." He spanks her a.s.scheeks mercilessly, leaving red handprints. Her pale skin easily gets his love marks. He is planning to leave more, marking his territory again. There are dirty flies around her who don"t know any better. He slaps her b.u.t.t again. "Speak honestly, wife. You promised to be honest with me."
The stinging pain along with slow thrusts is adding to her pleasant agony. Is she a m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.t now? She closes her eyes. "Before Yuta was born, I did it 5-6 times a day. I always imagined you with me when I did it. After he was born, I do it 3-4 times a week during the shower."
One can say goodbye to privacy after having a kid.
"Is that so?" He pinches her skin. "My wife loves to lie."
She winces. He knows her too much. "I did think of you 2 times per day."
"Who is the other man you think of?" He asks with low voice, though he has a small inkling who that person is.
"Sakurano Kazu," She replies with a loud voice.
"Do you think about a fictional character when you are with me?" He stops, glaring at her back.
"No, no, I only think of you." She is nearly pleading him to continue. "Kiyohira, don"t be jealous of a fictional character. We must take advantage of all the time that we have for ourselves. Who knows what happens in the future? Life is short and we already wasted good five years."
He makes a face at her back. Such a cunning woman! She"s going philosophical to get him to bang her faster. He begins to pound her like the way she wants.
Sullen over the fact that she touched herself while thinking of a fictional character, he spanks her again. "Bad woman!"
She cries out in ecstasy. "Kiyohira, do it again."
d.a.m.n this woman!