Nathan
I can safely say that I am addicted to my wife and she, to me. I can feel her body vibrating against mine. She is close. I love how she screams my name when she reaches her peak. She has been trying to mask her moans because of all the rumours, but I don’t care if anyone hears us making love. She curves her back and sinks her nails on my back as I thrust deeper into her addictive core.
“Nathan! Oh, Nathan!” she moans, fuelling my out of control hormones.
I feel like I am going to explode when her movements match mine. I don’t think I have ever been affected by a woman like this in my entire life. My wife is everything!
“You like that?” I ask, burying my head on her neck and kissing her.
“Yes, don’t stop,” she encourages and moans.
We are caught up in our own world when our
