“Honey I’m home,” I say as I walk through the door. I put down my camera and computer bag near the couch in our living room. Slowly walking to the kitchen following the scent of chicken alfredo. There in the kitchen my wife stands cooking with nothing but an apron on. Behind her I stand holding her as I kiss her neck gently. Her hand reached to turn off the stove. Not because the meal was done but because I found her sweet spot. Her body quickly rushed with chills. She then turned around and looked into my eyes with the sexiest look as she went in for a passionate kiss. Biting her lip is always a must since she had the most amazing lips. As we kissed I started to untie her apron while she unbutton my pants. We both stood in the middle of our maroon painted kitchen, half naked. While she was biting on my lip, I grabbed her by the hips and set her on the counter. She then pulled me closer as I went deep into her. One thrust and she was biting her own lip and moaning. The ways she sounded was only making me want her more. So I continued with deeper and faster thrusts. At the same time she dug her finger nails into my back. My lady had my on a natural high as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I then picked her up and pushed her up against one of the walls. It only made the thrusts go deeper. At this point she reached her peek. This is one of the reasons why our neighbors knew my name. She told me to stop but I kept on going, harder and harder. My body look I was Tarzan with scratches from a wildcat. As I finished bit my lip and whispered, “Welcome home, baby.”
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Can’t wait.
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Anonymous asked: Someone needs to put you in your place. You're a douche bag. You only want one thing from girls, and when you don't get what you want you disappear. You don't befriend girls to be friends. You befriend them to see if you can get in their pants. You should be ashamed of yourself.
What the hell are you talking about. I am at a point in my life where I don’t even think of doing dumb shit. Right now my focus is getting my life on the path I want it to be. Who are you to come at me when I bet you don’t even know my story or who I even am. Reveal yourself if your going to try and cut down someone. Until then you have no right to even assume shit like this.
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