BXBX NOVEL Chapter 84 - "AND I M VERY SORE!!!"
They both were laying on their sideways, holding each other face, softly kissing each other lips.
"Hmm..."
Tinsley hummed into the kiss, cupping him as Kian\'s hand slipped down, resting on her breasts, squeezing the right one under his palm.
The dried semen on her skin made her feel all sticky and she pulled away from the kiss to look down at her.
"What\'s wrong??"
He asked, following her gaze, hands still on the underside of her boobs.
"I feel sticky."
She said, eyeing her chest. Their legs entangled over each other.
"It looks hot."
Kian mouthed out, watching his ejaculation all over her naked chest. His fingers traced it.
"It looks dried up. "
Tinsley mumbled, pinching the skin to get off the white dried substance over her.
But Kian stopped her and got atop her making her look back at him. He got in between her legs, spreading them apart.
"Time to replace them."
He said and it was another chapter of lovemaking that started for the nth time in their new abode.
Tinsley moaned as Kian moved in between her thighs, kissing away on her exposed neck skin and the white curtains flew in the direction of the wind.
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Tinsley sat up and down, resting her hands upon his muscular chest as he held onto her waist helping her raise up and down on their new bed.
The precipitation continued to downpour on the face of the earth as Tinsley cried out in pleasure riding her husband.
Kian rose up, hugging his wife\'s body to himself, kissing away on her chest as they both reached their high together.
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The kitchen pantry knocked against each other as Kian slammed himself in and out of his wife\'s wet cunt.
Her back hit onto the empty pantry door as she sat on the counter with her legs spread apart, her husband in between moving in and out of her Gloryhole.
She held around his neck, biting on the skin as he thrust deep inside her...hitting that unknown g spot making her cry out in pleasure on the crook of his neck.
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Raindrops drenched Tinsley\'s face as she giggled out in nervousness and excitement as her husband drilled her pussy from behind, bending her over the balcony.
Her red hairs flying in the direction of the breeze as Kian pounded deep inside her, squeezing her pulp butt.
He landed a tight slap on her right buttcheek making her scream out his name as she came undone all over him.
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"I do not think I can do that??"
Tinsley questioned in confusion. Her pussy was red and swollen from all the lovemaking but she was not complaining at all.
"Just sit on my face."
Kian said, holding out his hand, indicating her to come to him. He laid on the floor of their dining room as she stood beside him in her naked glory still contemplating over her husband\'s proposal.
"What if you can\'t breathe??"
Tinsley implored with worry on her face. Kian groaned in frustration.
Here he was getting cray for her and she was worried about him not being able to breathe.
What she did not know was if she did not oblige to him right away, he might actually die of cardiac arrest from how fast his heart was beating from excitement and tension.
"Do not ponder so much...just let me eat you. "
Kian pulled her towards him and made her pussy raise up such that it was right before his face and he groaned, inhaling the scent of her arousal.
Facing his standing dick, Tinsley held herself up, afraid she might suffocate her husband to death.
Kian leaned forward and licked her core making her forget about her tension as she herself bent down on him.
Her juices flooded his mouth as he lapped on the wet skin like a hungry thirsty man, stranded in the Sahara for a decade.
"Suck me..."
Kian voiced out in between pleasuring his wife who had her ears deafened from all the amount of continent she was receiving.
She stretched forward and took her husband in her mouth as he continued to eat her downstairs...both sighed in satisfaction.
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The rustling sound of water in the tub coincided with their moans and groans of pleasure.
Tinsley rode her husband like a dying woman, water splashing out of their bathing tub all over the bathroom floor.
Kian watched his hot wife, screaming his name in pain and pleasure, holding onto the sides of the bathtub as she furiously moved up and down his hard pole.
He leaned forward to suck one of her rosy hardened bud inside his mouth, licking it around with his wet tongue and then pulling the nipple in between his teeth.
It was the offset for Tinsley as she came all over him, pulling onto his hairs, hugging his body close to her.
"I...I can\'t...I can\'t...not more..."
She cried out, tired from all the lovemaking they had been doing from the moment they entered the apartment.
They continued to hug each other in relief and relaxing over the cold water that had lost its temperature from their long session of fucking.
Kian dropped a hard kiss on her lips before getting up from the tub and turning on the shower inside the glass chamber, setting the water to the right temperature.
Tinsley joined him right away. They both covered their skin with soap, rubbing each other with it.
Their eyes were on each other, her breasts pressed against his hard naked chest as he poured the foam all over her back, rubbing it over her butt.
She laid a sweet kiss on his chest as his hand moved around to rub her pussy clean. She could not stop the elicit moan slipping out of her lips.
"I m hungry."
Tinsley said as her stomach grumbled. Kian rubbed her pussy and Tinsley slapped his hands away, giggling.
"I m hungry too."
Kian mouthed, boring his eyes deep into hers with desire.
"I mean I m legit hungry, Kian. "
She laughed, pushing her husband\'s body away from hers and soaking under the shower.
"And I m very sore."
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