Dipping Sauce
We went back to the bed. Maybe the wall was too much to handle. I think I sprained my ankle. Stella rolled over my robust chest. She was staring at me with her glowing eyes.
" What?" I mumbled gently. She let's out a giggle and moves away her face from me.
" What's the matter?" I asked again being oddly inquisitive.
" Wanna go for another round?" The embarrassment is totally visible all over her face. But seriously, why is she getting so bashful?
Aren't we married? We can do it as many time we want.
" Jesus! Then why are you being so shy? Come here. It seems that you're getting naughty day by day. Hmm?" I sat up on the bed. My penis was rubbing the entrance of her pussy. She was wet and sticky from all juices both of us produced.
I slammed my dick inside her, moving it gently with such care. But my lady love wasn't happy with the care I was providing.
" Make is rougher." She demanded with a frown on her face.