WIDOW IN MY BED

In a faraway place, in Havana, Amanda willingly agreed to have sex with a man who was not her husband and, therefore, began to forget Chris, her husband.

Meeting Matt was a coincidence, but agreeing to have sex with him was a mistake, but Amanda didn’t regret it. However, it’s not true because Amanda just walked like a moth that approached the fire with willpower.

Amanda combed Matt’s hair with her little fingers.

“I want you. I miss you, my Boss.” This is the first time Amanda has said she misses a man other than her husband. And this is also the first time she’s ever wanted to have sex with a man other than her husband.

Matt froze, but he was just trying to flirt.

“Please, repeat!” he ordered. Feeling wanted, it turned out to be a pleasant feeling, Matt said in his heart.

Amanda moves her body half-sitting, and then one of her hands is on the man’s shoulders, intent on flirting, and she whispers spoiled in her ear,

“Miss you…”

The man’s teeth clattered, resisted temptation, and then he growled because Amanda smelled so close to him, “Shit.”

Their breath gasps so heavily after kissing with a gust, deep-melt, long enough to demand each other. Sweet, addictive. They’re groping, pressing, like lovers who haven’t seen each other in a long time.

Then Matt’s hand deftly removed the satin cloth still attached to Amanda’s beautiful body. Raising Amanda’s body, Matt wants Amanda to move over her body, the woman on top.

Grabbed Amanda’s small waist to find the right rhythm, so their union became more full. They want each other until they lose their minds.

“Aah… Boss.”

Matt was treated to a view of Amanda’s breasts that went up and down, squeezing, touching her everywhere. Amanda also doesn’t want to lose because her hands can’t stop from touching the erotic chest of the man underneath.

And only the hearts of both of them know that they want to shout each other’s names so badly. Calling out a name among the flames of passion, if they knew his name was…

Matthew Wallace, and

Amanda La Howard.

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“I’m so hard, shit.” Matt’s voice was heard swearing with a growl and half sleepy, and his eyes began to open slowly, with Amanda’s sweet smile welcoming him.

Matt woke up when Amanda’s lips, which made him addicted to exploring the man’s shirtless chest, were erotic. She sneaks into the blanket and searches for her favourite toy, but passion leads her to hold something hard under Matt’s pants. Very naughty.

Amanda’s smile is even wider and extraordinarily beautiful. A gentle speech similar to sighing aroused Matt even more. “Morning, Boss. Did you sleep well?”

Matt bleeds, good morning kisses landing softly on his lips, smashing sweetly, like melted caramel.

“Morning. Shit. I’m horny,” Matt couldn’t keep sleeping peacefully when Amanda started touching the hot guy’s erection more daring, naughty. It’s getting frustrating. “What are you doing, Babe? You were very naughty this morning, you know?”

Amanda deliberately played around the other end with her tongue. “Yes, I’m naughty and making you happy, Boss.” Amanda laughed a little.

“Didn’t you also enjoy it, Boss?” Then Amanda continued her work until Matt soared high when Amanda’s throat was so spoiling hers.

“So good, Baby…” Matt lost his mind with a little puff that felt warm. He even begged and wasn’t embarrassed to sigh out loud. Things she couldn’t have done in front of another date. Squeeze Amanda’s hair and squeeze her head in a little deeper.

Staring temptingly, seductively. It’s like a good woman in control. Matt let Amanda play.

Matt’s body is tense, and they can’t hold back anymore. Matt never dreamed of an unfamiliar feeling rising in his chest, tickling and quite pleasant, even though he was blind to his heart.

Matt was very satisfied this morning, and the woman took the initiative. It makes Matt hot to soar, along with his tense male veins inside Amanda’s mouth.

As soon as Matt spilt his seed down Amanda’s throat, the man immediately changed his position. Spread Amanda’s legs and Matt’s fingers are already caressing the vagina, wet, tingling, trembling.

“Fuck me, Boss.” Amanda cursed and curled her back as Matt blazed her manhood mercilessly. They’re both looking for joy through Matt’s erection that fills Amanda.

At first, Amanda was almost having trouble walking because Matt’s was very big. Still, after a few days, Amanda began to get used to it. It’s even more delicious with the man’s.

Amanda will miss her expression after their exciting vacation is over. Matt’s expression is more than sexy, and he’s so hot than hell, hotter than hell.

Matt’s getting his ass kicked in Amanda, squeezing her tits, moving excitedly. Especially when Matt pushes his erection up and down with a tense, aggressive, rough rhythm, it’s merciless, like this is a punishment for a bad girl.

Down there, they’re still rubbing each other’s throats, passionate excitement, deliciousness, immensely.

The union of the two is released when Matt turns Amanda’s body so that the ass covered with the wound becomes ready to be re-entered, sinking the beautiful face into the pillow. Strange, the scar made Matt even more horny until he put his head up.

Amanda wants to rebel and scream, but why is it so good in there?

Matt grabs Amanda’s hip firmly, occasionally slaps her ass so that the pleasure they experience will be doubled. Their bodies were both heated up when they finished everything, and that white liquid filled Amanda’s womb, shaking violently.

When finished, Matt gently begins to kiss Amanda’s neck, and the entire surface of her face is soft. The man never acts cute for the woman he’s been dating, but it’s different for Amanda. Somehow, Matt doesn’t want to hurt her.

“Don’t smile like that, you pervert!” Amanda said while tying her kimono while Matt was still lying on the bed, showing off his naked body.

Then it goes, “Wear your clothes, let’s have breakfast, and I’m hungry.” Take Amanda.

“I can eat breakfast without clothes,” Matt replied with his trademark mischievous smirk.

“Oh, come on, Mr. Tarzan, why do you like to be naked so much, Boss?” Amanda left her waist, and her eyebrows shrivelled not to like.

“Didn’t you say my body was good? Then give me a score from one to ten?” Matt’s voice was very confident.

“Zero!” Amanda is indeed a fierce woman. Amanda’s side makes Matt even more anxious, and he wants her. “Now, let’s get to the dinner table. Hurry up, Boss, I’m so hungry.”

Amanda intended to caress Matt’s face to seduce him, but he held her hand first. “Don’t do that. Your touch will wake the beast, Babe.”

Amanda laughed. “You’re a weak man.” Mocked Matt. And then the guy pulls Amanda into his arms and tickles her, and they laugh it off.

“Babe, this time, I’m gonna tie you to bed so you can’t make fun of me anymore.”

“Oh, really, sir?” That spoiled call was just a mockery to his handsome man, but only for the last two weeks. “I’m sorry, uh scarred.” and laughing again.

God damn it, don’t let me want more beautiful faces, beautiful bodies, fragile, pampered and pampered on this woman. Don’t let it, please.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

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