Charlie's dreams tended to be short and usually didn't make any sense. So when she found herself sailing in a canoe down a waterfall, surrounded by a flock of platypuses wearing red caps with yellow stripes, and suddenly a rolling pin came up and started poking her ass, she instantly woke up. Upon waking up and facing a totally unfamiliar room when opening her eyes, Charlie even felt disoriented for a few seconds, until she finally regained consciousness enough to remember that she was in a hotel room with Morgan... But if so, then why was the rolling pin from her dream still rubbing her ass? Confused and still with her eyes trying to adjust to the darkness of the room, she started to turn over in bed, to see what the hell that hard thing was doing on top of the bed, poking her and why the hell it felt like there was something warm holding it- a, making it so difficult for her to move around freely... That's when she realized that Morgan, sound asleep, seemed to have turned over at
" I want... You... So much... " Morgan grunted between sighs, with her mind lost in the dream, but her body very awake, as the palpitating cock between her hands made it very clear "I will... Go crazy ..." “You can have me in real life." she said, her voice half coaxing and half angry, for even in her sleep he was stubborn enough to argue with her “I want you too. “ Charlie whispered against his ear, wishing that phrase could reach him, even if unconsciously. "It's not...true..." was all he stammered, as his eyebrows dropped and his hands withdrew from her body, leaving him with a desolate expression. “Yes, you thick-headed idiot, it's true! “ she growled, frustrated, pressing her forehead to his, while an excited outburst, long contained, escaped from inside her chest “ Why is it so hard for you to admit what you feel for me? What I feel for you? Can't you see how much you mean to me? How much I love you? “ Charlie whimpered, making his forehead crease in anguish, even though he wa
Instead, she felt him pull away in a frenzy, as if the side of her bed was on fire, presumably to pin himself against the wall again. For a moment, Charlie was even afraid that his labored breathing might mean he was having a panic attack or something, but luckily, after a few minutes, the room was silent again and she could feel her body. of Morgan relaxing on the other side of the bed, even though he was as far away from her as possible. However, after everything that had happened, she couldn't care. She had made him a promise that she would convince him to give the two of them a chance and that was exactly what she would do. Because of that, he could freak out and panic all he wanted. Although his body was totally relaxed and his eyes were heavy, Charlie only realized that he had fallen asleep when he woke up again, slowly opening his eyes to realize that his face was facing the bedroom's huge balcony, fully lit by the sun. Sun light. Sitting up slowly, her arms and legs still fee
Morgan remembered once overhearing some rude elderly investor remark that marriage was a daily struggle. However, he could never have imagined that his fight would be against his own body's reactions. It had been exactly two days since he and Charlie had officially been married and living under the same roof, but somehow it felt like every moment of walking into his apartment was equally heaven and hell. Taking a deep breath before turning the front door handle, feeling a little lighter having finally taken their marriage certificate to Samantha's lawyers that day, Morgan walked into the house, to be greeted immediately by the sound of breaking glass. . “ Sawyer! “ he heard Charlie exclaim, apparently from somewhere near the living room “Again? I just cleaned the shards from the other vase! Seriously, what do you have against glass ornaments? I've never seen you drop the plastic ones..." “ Busy morning? “ he smiled when he finally found them, by the fireplace, with Sawyer licking a
“ Actually, the point is that they are not getting better. We do our best to keep the budget in the positive, but Vivian has accumulated a lot of debt over the years and unfortunately, the donations we receive do not cover all of the animals' expenses. Therefore, she ends up having to prioritize them, instead of paying the installments of the debts and now... " Charlie sighed, crestfallen " It seems that the creditors are being more heartless than usual. And we can't lose the ced... " she gasped, horrified " Where are we going to take another 100 different animals if that happens...?" “It's going to be okay, Charlie." He promised, stroking her hair. “Listen, you know Vivian a lot better than I do. Why don't you talk to her and convince her to accept a donation from me? We don't even have to pay everything if she doesn't feel comfortable. I'm sure paying off part of the debt will already be a great relief..." " I've already tried. But she doesn't want to feel like she's paying off one
Groaning with frustration at having to do it again, he wrapped his hand around his cock, knowing he couldn't have dinner with his wife without first finding some relief. He hated the fact that knowing Charlie was around only added fuel to her fire of arousal, making him feel like a sick pervert. Still, without much of a choice, he braced one arm against the wall and pressed his eyes against it, allowing himself to lose himself in yet another forbidden fantasy of the girl who had no idea how sexy she was in the room next door. In the privacy of her mind, he imagined himself back to the scene a few minutes ago, where he was on the couch, with her leaning back towards him, her perky little ass totally at his mercy. But this time, instead of running away, he hooked his fingers into the sides of that useless piece of cloth that didn't deserve to be called shorts and pulled them down, making her gasp in surprise. And as she glanced over her shoulder at him, Morgan landed a few firm slaps, t
The instant her husband said he was going to take a shower, Charlie already knew why he looked so eager to get in the shower. And she already knew that she would spy on him again. That simple. It would be his reward for his impeccable performance that day. He had even tried to cover it up, but her trick with the icing on the cake and her choice of costume change had been a masterstroke, not giving him any chance to even try to recover. And since he wasn't going to let her take care of the trouble she was causing inside his pants, then at least she was going to watch him deal with it, knowing that all that desire belonged to her alone. Bouncing towards the bathroom, she breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that nervousness had not let him think about locking the door. However, unlike what had happened at the hotel, she knew it wouldn't be so easy to get a privileged view of the shower where he was. So she waited patiently, with her ear pressed to the door, until the muffled sou
Confused, Charlie followed his line of vision and wanted to give a victorious laugh at what she saw. Apparently, his attempt to get rid of her had turned the spell against the spell because, once soaked, the thin fabric of her T-shirt had become almost transparent, making it look like she was wearing only a soaked napkin over her bare breasts and fully visible now. And to make matters better for her and worse for Morgan, the coldness of the water had made her nipples harden, making them prick her tank top as if they wanted to pierce it. “Look what you've done. “ she couldn't resist laughing, gathering the fabric over her belly to wring it out, just teasing it some more “Now looks like I'm going to have to take a shower too. Well, at least you've already done most of the work for me. “ Leaning towards him again, she smiled kindly “ Would there be room for one more here? May I join you? " What...! “ he exhaled through clenched teeth, reacting as if she'd given him a shock “What do you