Best Friend Obsession

Mike then took her nipples and stuffed them into his mouth. “Oh goodness,” Denise bit her lips, chasing out more his fingers kneaded the other one smooched as His fingers parted her p*ssy lips, he put both her legs on his shoulders “You’re so wet, smells so nice and so irresistible.” He groaned inhaling her scent. He was the first to take a lick.

“Sh*t!” He licked and swiped her clit, and as she felt herself building up, he added his first and second fingers.

“So tight,” he said as she quivered her p*ssy on his fingers, knowing she was about to cùm. As she approached, he placed his Tips and jammed her dry, just to make me a lot denser.

“Naughty wife,” he grinned, licking his lips, fondling and smacking her ass.

His lips curved into a cheeky grin as he said, “Lemme f*ck you so hard.” Denise jumped onto the bed without hesitation. His arousal was right in the middle of her.

“Please,” she pleaded. He pressed his d*ck around her p*ssy, sensing her d*ckiness.

“Please, Mike, put it in right away.”

“Please what?” he demanded.

“F*ck me now-” she yelled as he thumped into her gently.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You want me to f*ck you hard, don’t you?” he grinned, hammering senselessly into her.

“Please expand my p*ssy,” she begged. “F*ck me. F*ck me, f*ck me!” she screamed as her breast moved as they pleased. He managed to slip out of her, causing her to scream.

“Lie straight,” he says, spanking her behind and making her yelp. He widened her legs and slid inside her as he sat on top of her, taking care not to leave his weight in her.

“I’m going to cum.” she cried, tear ducts welling up in her eyes, Mike continued without discontentment as she came all over his c*ck and he moans, he was yet to cum as he turned her around slowly, her back on the bed, and slipped into her again she knew she wasn’t going to last. As she massaged her clit passionately, she added pleasure by placing her leg on his shoulders.

“Ahhhhh, ahhhhh, ahhhh, f*ck, “she moans out loud as she shifts her position and rides out her third orgasm while Mike is still waiting. She made various noises and sounds as she clenched her p*ssy and groaned slowly. She started to feel his seed filling her p*ssy on his d*ck as she released. As she quivered in exhaustion, he relaxed on her and wiped her sweat while his d*ck was still inside her p*ssy.

“I love you,” he said quietly. Denise noticed the stickiness of the bed as a result of the satisfaction of their euphoria. They relished their time in Greece because the next day they flew back to the island.

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Mike gradually opened his eyelids as he felt someone’s breath hit his neck, letting out an unavoidable groan as he recalled they were already back on the island, he was very satisfied with their wild night in Greece.

Mike meant it was an excellent f*ck bad all that, and her p*ssy was so sore that he could feel himself hardening again. He’d say this was the tenth time he’d felt himself hardening. The first nine were when they kissed, and the rest were when she was constantly touching his body. She has no idea how to control herself when she’s sleeping, and she’s always moving, just like when she touched his d*ck. That was the nine times he pounced on her, their bodies always touching and always ending up f*cking each time.

Mike knew she was tired, so he didn’t wake her up when he felt blood ooze all over his d*ck nine times when he saw her naked breasts.

Getting out of bed, he went to the shower and put the nub on before entering the shower and holding his pulsing d*ick as he pleased himself.

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Denise got out of bed and used her right hand to secure her stomach as she slowly got out of bed and managed to carry her naked self to the restroom, passing through the mirror something caught her eye there were so many hickeys all over her chest.

“Mike!!” she shrieked, hurrying into the shower and bathing as the Hickey’s were everywhere, turning her on and making her upset. Samantha will undoubtedly tease her when she sees it.

She wore one of his T-shirts and boxers, her hair in a bun, and took her steps down the stairs with caution because she was pregnant.

The smell of fried bacon, steamed and roasted chicken, and vanilla-flavored pancakes hit her nose, and she noticed she hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday morning. What made her tummy complain even more was seeing a shirtless Mike whipping pancakes, and she loved the way his muscles flexed as she watched him. She then noticed scratch marks all over the place, so they could call it even, and she just stared at him flirtatiously.

“When you’re done staring?” he joked, “you can come down for breakfast, and you look great in my shirt.”

“I-I’m not staring at you… just watching!” Denise said, intimidated, deciding to disregard his last statement and end up wearing his shirt because she was in a hurry.

“You don’t have to be shy, sweetie; I’m your husband,” Mike joked.

“Look at what you did, Mike!” she exclaimed, lifting his shirt to show him the hickeys all over her.

“Well, the only thing I remember is how I trusted too deeply and too intimately inside your tight little pumpkin, so if you don’t want me to take you back inside to our room and f*ck you senseless, I suggest you drop your shirt, you look sexy with those hickey’s and it turns me on,” Mike said as he walked closer and kissed her as he molested her boobs, making her gasp for air and look confused.

“Good morning, sweetie,” he said, winking at her while holding his plate of food.