With a whisper of encouragement, the last of the night went dark. A red satin and lace crotchless tanga paired with a sheer cami with a tie in front. XNXX Problem was my hubby was out of town. There was strength behind them, muscular and firm. There was no way of measuring how big he was now, but it was pushing the line between pleasure and pain, stretching and pulling my labials as it moved, penetrating deeper than I thought any man could. The morning sun peeked in. One more sip before sliding my hand down my belly, to my panties. All it read was, “Merry Christmas!” with a child like smiley face with its tongue sticking out. When his mouth moved off of my lips, I wondered if that would be it. Not sure if he sensed it or read my mind, but I felt it swell inside of me. It slid in with ease, all the way in, not a hard thrust, tender pressure from his hips and an encouraging pull from his hands on my bum. Slipping from my breasts, his tongue eased its way up my chest, around my neck and finally into my mouth.
