Sensual Night

Lunatte closed her eyes. In fact, she did not reject the touch for the touch that her husband gave her.

Lunatte bit her lips to hold back the moans that would come out when she felt Russell's gentle massages on her breasts. Her hand squeezed her husband's arm. Funneling pleasure stuck through it, and Russell understood that.

He was getting closer and closer. Something had awakened and hardened. Russell purposely rubbed his erect manhood against his wife's buttocks. Lunatte's face was getting flushed feeling that. A true sensation Lunatte was ashamed to admit that it is very addictive to her. Russell always did that to let her know that being intimate with her could have such an amazing effect on him.

“I'm down for you, Lunatte. You always drive me crazy about whatever's on you," whispered Russell.

Russell deliberately lifted Lunatte's leg so that the nightgown that Lunatte was wearing automatically lifted. Russell could see Lunatte's panties. The man smirked.

“You… are deliberately te