After dabbing their bodies dry with the towel, Yuri carried his wife to the bed and lay her down gently. Rosetta pulled him to her, and he was quick to balance himself on his elbows and knees to not crush her small body with his. Her legs automatically parted to make room for him, and her heels anchored behind his muscular thighs.
“Yuri… moyo sokrovishche, I love you so much!” she whispered as her lips traveled up and down his chin, jaw and lips.
“Oh, God… moy tsvetochek!” he murmured with equal eagerness. Heat spread throughout his body, and his arousal jerked in excitement.
His lips hungrily traveled down her neck and chest before his mouth captured one peak of her two round mounds. He heard her catch her breath when he began to suck it while her hands gripped each of his wide shoulde
