Touch Me Slowly's

Misses

"Mommy's angry with the Roses, Chad?" The couple was already in their room after the whole family and friends went home.

"Why?"

"So mommy threw out the rose when she saw it coming here."

Richard took a deep breath, sitting next to Amanda on the bed. "I guess so, anyway. But you do not have to worry, later also angry mommy will subside alone."

"Why is mommy supposed to be mad at Roses, Chad? Roses are nothing wrong. He brought a slow car at that time, it was the car that hit us who fasted really from the next lane. Mommy shouldn't have turned on the rose because of this."

"Yes, yes .. I know. I'll try to talk to Mommy later. You don't have to think about macems anymore, okay?" suhut Richard calmed his wife.

She didn't want Amanda to think of anything that would make her woman sad again. Maybe he should talk to Dance as soon as possible, Richard thought.

"We take a shower, huh? The water is full in the bathtub," Richard continued to divert the conversation.

Amanda nodded and assisted Richard into the bathroom. The woman did not want to be carried and wanted to walk all the way in there.

Huddling his wife into a closed sitting closet, Richard helps Amanda slowly undress.

"I can do it myself, Chad. I'm not paralyzed!" the woman's protest did not want to be spoiled by her husband.

Richard nodded resignedly and raised his hand high, stopping to help Amanda. Perhaps he was indeed over-treating his wife at the moment.

When the clothes Amanda was wearing were successfully removed, the woman asked Richard out of the room.

"Kok out, Beby anyway? I'm here for you," Richard refused.

"Well? I can shower myself. I'm done calling you again, Chad."

"No, I want to keep you here!" richard insisted.

"Basic! Tell me if you want a chance!" cibir Amanda who always knew her husband's bawdy thoughts.

The grinning blaster won as Amanda no longer forced her out of the bathroom.

"Here I help...." Richard took a showerpuff out of Amanda's hand, drenched the liquid soap and began soaping his wife's innocent body.

"You know what, anyway? It's my job every day when you haven't noticed, By. I always clean your body with a wet cloth, and say a lot of things. I feel like a husband who's really on standby next to you when you're in a coma."

Amanda smiled, sitting back to Richard. "Thank You Darling .. Thanks for being faithful and patient waiting for me. Thanks also for taking care of me so well."

"Not to say thank you, it's my job as your husband. We have promised to always be faithful, right when difficult and happy? I want proof that I can make a promise to you...."

Amanda felt her heart growing more grateful to get a man as good as Richard. Turns out he didn't pick wrong, Richard was the most suitable man for him.

Shower that night lasted not long, Richard took Amanda into a walk in closet where a painting of himself last time is still on display there.

"Chad..hhh...!" call Amanda.

"Why?" The man was taking clothes for his woman from the closet.

"You still have my painting on display here?"

"Yes. Kan, I said you wanted your painting to be there." Richard came with a satin nightgown in hand, complete with Amanda's underwear.

"But I don't want to, Chad. I'm afraid someone's seen it!"

"Nothing. No one's gonna come in here, you calm down, By. I also don't want my wife's body to be seen by someone else!"

"That's sure you are! How would anyone enter?" said Amanda is still uncomfortable with the existence of his own painting there.

"Nobody, who can get into our room is just the two of us. I've arranged everything, just calm down." Richard started helping Amanda put on her clothes.

The man had been trying to restrain himself since then, not wanting to think things through when he saw the innocent body of his woman. He was still afraid and did not dare to touch Amanda because her condition was still not recovered properly.

Amanda could only follow Richard's words. That man is stubborn when it comes to things like this.

"Chad?"

"Aren't you the same as me?"

Richard looked up, stopping his activities. "Now, is that so?"

"The reason you're not disturbed is the same as me who was already bugill from earlier in front of you!" kekeh Amanda teases her husband.

"Jeez Beby ... Don't lure me, yeah? I also tried to know!" richard was upset in his own heart.

"Homicide? Why?"

"Let's not eat you now, let alone...!"

Amanda laughed, pulling the hand of Richard who had just hooked his breastplate. "If you want, come .. don't need to be detained anymore. Your seed coat will break a full rock."

Amanda did not stop teasing her husband who she knew must have had trouble holding back all this time. Especially considering that the man who used to ask for a little ration to him, making Amanda sure that Richard must have missed him very much at this time.

"What are you doing well, By? I don't want to make it if you're still not well" said Richard sound wise.

Although he missed his woman so much, Richard did not want to be selfish. Amanda's health is most important to her now.

"Yes, I'm much healthier. I can layin' my husband."

"Tell?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Jude...."

"Yes?"

"Yaudah, I already know."

Amanda clucked against Richard's cheek and made out her thin male lips first. Playing his lips first, Richard finally wants to return Amanda's hot kiss.

Richard is still hesitant to continue their game or not. But seeing Amanda continuously challenge his male soul, Richard finally gave up and drifted away in the salivary exchange.

Richard took Amanda to bed, gently laying her down without letting go of their lips.

Still with the nude-colored breastplate that Amanda wore, Richard pulled it out getting rid of every thread that covered his wife's smooth body.

Long longing for Amanda's body, Richard traced through each of his necks impatiently. The fragrant aroma of the soap that Amanda was wearing earlier, more arousing the man who needed the release immediately.

Richard started from Amanda's pink chest, leaving a considerable trail to circle the core of the peak with his tongue.

Amanda felt her body stiffen with something down there that felt tight. Richard had already entered when he was drifting in the play of the man's lips and tongue on his chest.

In one powerful jolt, Richard carried their bodies floating around enjoying the peak that both of them missed.

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That's how it is, well the kangen-karennya event

Don't ask for it again ok? 🤭😆