The Back Man And His Touches

w me to hold him from front. Sucking on his fingers in the heat of moment.

I wanna do a lot. But I don know why I follow him. Obedient! Very good and obedient! I want to turn to his and hold him from front, kiss him as I like, touch his bare, broad chest and… so many!

Wherever he touches, heat arouses from the depths of my body. My body won listen to me anymore. Though its been a long time since we started making love, I can have enough! My hole between thighs throbs, very much. When he places his hand and fingers me, I would tighten my thighs to control myself. Finally, I give in, begs for his thing while touching his hot bulging thing from back.

”Please, give it to me… I can … wait any longer! ” My daily words to beg. He then, pulls my pants to the knees but he never take it off completely, until or unless he wants to. I wear a pajama and don like to wear any B and P, daily while we sleep. He takes his top off and never lets me to take off any clothes completely.

Places his hot, long, hard cord in between my thighs and it just slips in my hole. Then I bend on my knees, placing my hands on the bed, he kneels and thrusts, very deep as like I would die out of pleasure.

Later… I won remember anything! The pleasure will still be lingering in my mind, the whole next day. But we go up to the end.

He says that Id cry in pleasure. Call him husband in a way more romantic way. Won leave his hands and keep on call out to him. Sometimes, our neighbors would come out of their homes to check on us. Ah…!