Esposo Mimoso Romane & Geschichten

I stopped moving his waist and inquired, "How is it? Did vou enjoy it?" "Yes. That was great. " Mimi answered "But I haven't finished yet, " I said "Ah.....," she moaned again when i started moving my waist. I kept moving my waist, making her let out multiple moans. After a few minutes, i felt i was about to cum, so I moved his waist faster and faster. "Cumming... I'm cumming, " i let out my sperm inside her pussy again. I wanted her to be pregnant after today… the idea of her carrying my children makes me so happy already.

Afterward, I remove the sheet covering my legs and get up completely. "MIMO!" I hear her yell again. "WAKE UP!" "I'm already awake!" I yell back at her while walking going to the bathroom. My name is Maria Isabela Monedero, known as Mimo, my nickname given by my late mother. My story life is like cinderella because her mother died and she got a stepmother and two lovely fucking stepsisters. Like me but the opposite, I have a sweet stepmother who has taken care of me since I was five years old. I'm lucky to have her, and I treat her as my real Mom. I also have two adopted older twin brothers named Jean and Jason. They are two years older than me, and despite being twins, they are super hot.

“ Stop reading my mind . “ said Luna . “ You are just so easy to figure out . “ said Massimo . He put some seasonings on the fried eggs as Luna looked at him . She couldn’t believe that such a handsome man was so intelligent . He was super successful as well . Even if his family was a rich family , most of his personal fortune that he had made himself was incredible . ‘ …….A man with such high academically achievements , a man with such a handsome face and well build body, a man so rich and powerful is actually my husband ?………… ‘ thought Luna to herself looking at Massimo . He placed the cooked omelet and friend eggs on the plate and placed the plate in front of Luna . “ Enjoy , my wife . Mi

I was in a daze, and I could feel my pussy throb. “I love it when you moan my name,” Massimo whispered as he lowered himself and planted a kiss on my forehead. “Makes me want to eat you out until eternity.” I smiled cheekily. “Well…I'm not stopping you.” I bit my lower lip seductively and he smiled at me. “You look like you can't wait for my cock.” “Is it that obvious?” he smirked at my remark. “I won't keep you waiting then.”

Mimmo was a term of endearment she always used for me, it just so happened to be a nickname, a shortened version of my name. “I’m just thinking, Nona.” I smiled back at her. She dropped herself heavily onto the sun lounger beside me, a coffee in her hand while she took heavy sips. “A che fare con tuo padre?” (Is this to do with your father?) She quizzed, raising an eyebrow in my direction. I continued gazing out at the well pruned yard, not a single blade of grass was out of place. If I believed in god, this is where I would declare paradise. My high praises to the gardener, for keeping this garden so breathtakingly beautiful since my youth.

“God, tesoro, that feels good. Keep going. I want to feel full when you finally fuck me.” He curled his fingers just right, brushing that sensitive spot inside me until my breath hitched and pre-cum leaked steadily from my tip. Morello watched every reaction with dark, hungry eyes. “Look at you,” he said softly, voice full of affection. “So beautiful when you let go. All day you are Dr. Adrian Hale, the one who heals through touch. But here, with me, you are just my husband. Mine to take care of. Mine to fuck until you cannot think straight.”

" This phrase was repeated at least eleven times, his hands were loosening and when I thought it was over because I was exhausted, he looked at me shamelessly and kissed me eagerly, running his fingers through my hair and then I was soft again." I interrupted the kiss by placing my hand on his stomach and hugging him. "You're beautiful, even more so when you're naked. I'm so lucky to have you as my wife, I love you more than my own, my Louise Monroeli." - I smiled ungraciously and felt his embrace. (...) Maurício

He was uncircumcised, and I tongued his hood and then his slit, and he groaned with pleasure. He sat back against the sofa, spread his legs, and ruffled my hair. “You’ll be a good husband,” he said. “Mi esposo.” I was too busy licking and sucking to respond. I began deep-throating him. I was out of practice because we’d been apart so much, and I gagged, so I pulled back, just sucking and licking his dick head. I reached under his balls to stroke his perineum, which I knew he loved, and his body shivered with pleasure.

I felt his sperm floating inside me up to my uterus. The room was grave silent and only the sound of our breath could be heard. Massimo drew closer to me, cuddling me like a baby. He kissed my forehead. A kind of reassuring kiss. He fell asleep too quickly. I looked up to stare at his face, his cute face. Long nose, long lashes, full brows, and pink lips. I nibbled on them softly, wishing I could do it every day. I ran my hands over his chest, wishing they were mine to claim.