#Chapter11
My every moans filled our house because of every movement of my husband’s tongue in my womanhood; it brought thousands of electrifying sensations. He was expertly licking and sucking the thing between my thighs. My head is moving because of the sensation. He was making me happy. I even held him through his hair and pushed his face even closer to the middle of my thigh.
Every stroke of my husband’s tongue on my femininity is making me crazy because of the mixed tickle and sensation I’m feeling. I bit my lower lip as he inserted his finger inside me. He caressed it and then inserted it again.
/"M-make it f-faster, Love.../" I seemed to be delusional with pleasure, and when the heat rose from my stomach down to my womanhood, I softly cried out.