It doesn’t at all trouble me. I did not brush it away. Anal sex I came around the chair as you stood, and I knelt before you. I am a kept woman, happily so, and eating topless across from you is no burden. In a few seconds, you will slide off my body and I will curl up on your broad chest, my right leg draped over yours and my breasts pressed into your side. Every inch of fabric that covers your body chosen and cared for by me. You seem to savor the taste, showing that gusto that urges me on. I cum with you, my volcano exploding with force as you bring me to an orgasm. It was late anyway and we had an early flight. I feel my pussy awash with your seed as you growl in my ear “If only you weren’t on the pill.” In your words, you sum up the whole of our relationship, one of duty, honor, role, and love. I laid down on my back, sliding a pillow under my neck to give you just the right angle.
