My Husband is Not Rubbish
79. On the work desk.
Viona poked her hand against Bernard's neck, because of her short 156cm body, Viona's legs were forced to tiptoe to deepen her kiss.
Bernard put his arms together, enjoying the lips of his wife that felt very soft on his lips.
Looking for his wife's tongue, stroking it gently.
Bernard closed his eyes feeling how good it was to feel his wife's lips.
His one hand restrained Viona's nape, the other hand hugged his wife's hip.
Viona sighed feeling her husband's gentle kiss.
Bernard always couldn't bear to start touching his wife, he couldn't stop because it was so fun.
The erection is starting to react.
Bernard's hands slowly squeezed his wife's buttocks, pressing her even more into his body.
Viona felt her husband's breathing had started to hunt, and she felt her husband's erection pressing against her stomach.
Bernard let go of their kisses, their breaths both hunting.
Viona's lips swelled up, and were wet with Bernard's saliva.
And Bernard's lips were also wet with Viona's saliva.
Their faces are flushed due to the stimulation they make.
"My wife" murmured Bernard raucously.
He lowered his face again, swiping his tongue around his wife to wipe away the saliva that was stuck there.
Viona closed her eyes enjoying Bernard's action, feeling her husband's tongue on her lips.
After not feeling the friction of Bernard's tongue, Viona opened her eyes.
They then looked back at each other.
"My wife, you're always exciting, I never get tired of wanting to feel you" Bernard muttered caressing Viona's cheek with his thumb.
Viona glared at the words of her husband, her lips smiling in shame.
"Try to feel it" Bernard carried Viona's hand to his chest.
Viona placed her hand on Bernard's chest.
She felt her husband's heart beat so hard.
"I always flutter when I touch you my wife, I love you so much my wife" Bernard muttered, one hand reaching back to Viona's nape.
Bernard put his wife on his lips again, kissed her deeply.
Viona opened her mouth, returning Bernard's kiss.
This time Bernard's hand began to slip behind Viona's shirt, caressing the skin of his wife's back.
Then creeping caressed Viona's ribs, and climbed up to touch Viona's chest.
Remove it, and then throw it carelessly onto the floor.
Bernard's lips slowly descended down through Viona's neck, peeping at every spot.
Viona raised her head up because of her husband.
The sound of her sigh was also heard enjoying the sensation that her husband did.
Why is my wife so charming, I'm kind of obsessed with wanting to keep kissing her, this is really very exciting, Bernard thought happily.
His lips slowly dropped, then kissed his wife's chest gently.
Viona's body was limp feeling the kiss her husband had placed on her chest.
His legs became weak as well, he could no longer support his body.
Bernard felt his wife's body squeezing as a result of his actions.
He swiftly carried his wife to his desk.
Putting Viona's body on the table, then slowly lay her body on the table.
Viona was silent about what her husband was doing.
Bernard took a sip of Viona's chest, then played it with his tongue.
Sontak made Viona's body like a stun, and curled her body up like a bow that was ready to be panned.
Bernard's hands crept down, stroking his wife's slender belly gently.
And Bernard's actions increasingly make Viona drift.
This was indeed beyond their plans, no one had thought of matching up inside Bernard's office.
Because the atmosphere was so friendly between them, so they vent their love on the office table Bernard.
Bernard unites himself into his wife, they kiss each other while feeling Bernard's movements down there.
Viona's spoiled voice was very melodious in Bernard's ear.
He wants to do it with satisfaction, because his wife is always exciting.
But Bernard couldn't linger on it, they weren't on the bed.
He was afraid that scraping his wife's skin on the table would cause blisters.
Quickly he finished their fun, their sighing sounds filled Bernard's office space.
Then they hugged each other.
Some moments they were like that to neutralize the breath of those who hunted.
Bernard kissed the top of his wife's head in love.
Seriate....