The Shackles of Love The Single Heir

Chapter 46.

At 1 am Dion and Maura arrived home. As a result of the conversation, the three of them forgot about time. It was fortunate that Maura brought a spare key, so the two could still enter the house.

Both are now lying on the bed. Maura wore a thin maroon lingerie, while Dion wore a black boxer. Her heirloom thing seemed to stand out and was very tempting.

As usual, Maura wrapped her hands around Dion's chest while sniffing her husband's armpit. The more days he is more opium, it feels less if he has not smelled the aroma.

Dion closed her eyes, while Maura was still staring fixedly at her husband's face. I don't know what he was thinking, suddenly his hand moved stroking the chest of the tempting field before his eyes. He also played the brown mole with his fingers.

"Geli dear," muttered Dion chuckling, he re-opened his pair of eyes.

Realizing that Dion had not fallen asleep, Maura gave her smile. Shame to be caught cheating behind her husband. He again put his hand away and buried his face in the armpit of the husband.

"Why is his face covered, ashamed?" god Dion chuckled.

Maura shook her head, her face flushed red, yet she still felt at home clinging to her husband's armpits.

"Darling, look at me! There is no shame, I am your husband. Everything I have is yours, and vice versa. You have every right to do anything to this body." explained Dion as he stroked his wife's hair.

Maura raised her head, she threw her smile while looking at the husband with an unusual gaze. Dion replied with a very sweet smile.

"Why look at me like that?" ask Dion curious.

"A, I..," Maura nodded, her lips twitching.

"Why baby, just say it!" cut off Dion, he kissed his wife's chin gently.

Maura gave a smile, her hands moving to the surface of the chest of the husband's field. Slowly, the movement dropped to the stomach of Dion's box and ended in her husband's Dutch Cannon.

Dion gulped his saliva rough, the touch of his wife's hand made him grieve. Just this time Maura dared to touch that thing, making her heart thump as fast as lightning struck.

Unable to resist the incitement raging in his soul, Dion pulled his wife's hip. Now their lips are stuck to each other. Dion infiltrated Maura's lips with greed.

The two of them were wriggling each other until the roar of their breaths collided with each other. Maura is more aggressive than usual . She went up and sat on her husband's thighs, her knees resting on a mattress and puffing her chest up against his. Her hands move************* her husband's hair, enjoying the suction that is now starting to tear apart her oral cavity.

Maura did not stay silent, she replied to Dion and stretched out her tongue to attack her husband's defense. He sucked it with increasingly fiery gai-rah, so Dion was surprised to enjoy the shrewdness of his wife. He really liked to see his wife like this, let alone hear Maura's seductive han-village, making his body really grill.

Now the clothes on Maura's body had flown out of nowhere. Maura again puffed her chest giving a gap to the husband to master his O bread. Jakun Dion went up and down gulping his saliva roughly. The view of the row hill made his body again grate until it spread to the base of his thigh.

Without further ado Dion grabbed the two hills with his hand. He squeezed the two and devoured them one by one greedily. While one was in his mouth, the other did not escape the clutches of his hands.

As Dion sucked and played the pink mole with his tongue, Maura squirmed and squirmed spoiled. Making Dion craze with breath is hunting.

"Darling, akhh,"

Now Dion's face has sunk in his wife's V. His tongue was playing and twirling the core, but his hand remained focused on squeezing a pair of mountains in the middle.

"Akhc,"

Maura's Han village is becoming more and more so, her body convulsing to enjoy her husband's gluttony. His breath was increasingly hunting to feel the pleasure that is truly extraordinary. Even his V had repeatedly taken out something until his body weakened instantly.

Seeing the helpless wife, Dion got up and leaned his back on the bed. Just then Maura went up and came back to look at her husband's lips.

Slowly, her hand moved to touch her husband's hardened cannon. The touch of his hand made Dion groan and go back to devouring the hill of his wife's ranks without mercy.

Maura retreated and played her hand on the hard object. Without hesitation, he nodded, causing Dion to widen his eyes in shock. He did not expect the wife to dare to do it without the slightest disgust. Maura smiled, making Dion's body cackle and groan violently. ******* Maura makes it hover as high as possible.

Satisfied playing around in the middle, Maura went back up and guided her husband's weapon towards the entrance. Instantly, he screamed as the hard object broke into his nest.

"Au, akhh,“

Maura swung her hips, her slow movements made her pout her own lips. There was a sensation of his own that he felt until he returned to mende-sah non-stop.

"Akhc,"

Dion did not remain silent. While Maura was asik sidelong over her body, her hand again moved squeezing the twin mountains that were plastered before her eyes. Sometimes he devours them mercilessly. Makes the wife squirm spoiled enjoying the taste somehow.

The faster the movement of the wife pressed his body, the more aggressively Dion raised his hips up and down, making Maura scream filled the room.

"Darling, akhh,"

Seeing his wife give a lip, Dion immediately took control. Now it's his turn to attack V blindly. The pounding he gave Maura screamed again and enjoyed her achievements many times.

"Darling, akhh,"

The village-han and Maura's moans made Dion increasingly aggressively shake his hips, the tempo of the game was faster until finally the sweet condensed milk melted Dion's seeds spread in there.

"Akhh," said Maura, his entire body trembling enjoying his achievements.

"Akhh" said Dion no less powerful.

Both of them were lying drowned in sweat. Dion then held Maura tightly, peeked at the tip of his wife's head and gently wiped the red lips.

About half an hour later, Dion got out of bed. He carried the body of the wife to the bathroom and cleaned the remnants of their struggle earlier.

After cleansing himself, Dion again carried Maura's body and sat her on the side of the bed. Then pick up clothes that are scattered everywhere. After the clothes stuck to the wife's body, Dion was wearing his boxer back. Now the two are lying on the bed in a position to hug each other.