59: His woman

Maksim woke up first, his cock pulsing against Camilla’s ass. Bathing with his wife had unlocked something new in their marriage. Something he didn’t consider fake. They had kissed some more, a lot, to be honest. Camilla stirred, rolling onto her back. He sucked in his breath as her tits stared him in the face. He had convinced her to sleep naked, and she had agreed on the condition he did the same. 

His dick was so hard. Pleasing his wife had been forefront on his mind the two times he fingered and ate her out. He thought their sex fast would be broken last night, but it wasn’t. Left to him, he would be patient. But they didn’t have time. He couldn’t tell her Papa’s plan to avoid worrying her, but he couldn’t go on without a solution. 

Camilla moaned in her sleep, his name falling out of her lips. He hoisted himself over her, his knees on either side of her hips. Gently nudging her legs open, he rubbed his finger pads ov