A Husband For Killer Mom

“Are you out of your mind? You did it in front of your daughter!”

Instead of feeling annoyed or angry that Anxia wouldn’t stop hitting him with the pillow, Richard laughed aloud and let his wife beat him to her heart’s content. In the end, Anxia tired herself, while Richard couldn’t stop grinning.

“Are you tired?” For some reason, Richard’s grin made Anxia shudder. She immediately ran away from Richard and circled their king-size bed.

“I am. I’m off to bed.” to prove her point, Anxia lay on the very edge of the mattress and covered herself with their thick blanket.

Richard chuckled, seeing his wife discover his desire, yet he pretended to follow his wife’s wish. He lay beside Anxia as usual, then pulled his wife’s petite figure for him to hug.

Anxia didn’t refuse or rebel because Richard always hugged her every time they slept.

Normally, Richard would hug her from behind while one hand would cup Anxia’s chest without doing anything more. Therefore when Richard hugged her and placed his hand on her chest, Anxia didn’t suspect anything.

Her body, which was initially tense and restless for fear that her husband would attack her, became more relaxed. Richard smiled happily when he felt his wife feel comfortable again in his arms.

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All this time, he had deliberately hugged Anxia and held one of her breasts. He wanted to get Anxia used to his intimacy and touch. He even gave her a little massage once in a while but did nothing more.

After two years of waiting patiently, Anxia finally relaxed entirely and didn’t suspect his touch. Anxia still didn’t rebel when Richard kissed her neck because she thought her husband’s kissing was another routine intimate activity.

Oddly enough, her husband didn’t stop kissing her neck, and his hands kneaded her breasts were even more active. Feeling suspicious of what her husband was doing, Anxia shifted away to prevent the man and opened her mouth to protest.

However, before Anxia could speak, Richard had sucked her lips sensually. Anxia gasped in surprise when she felt Richard pinching the top of her chest, making her open her mouth to allow Richard’s tongue to wander into her sweet mouth.

Any rebellion that Anxia wanted to act out vanished in an instant because of the swaying movement of Richard’s dancing tongue. Not to mention, Richard’s hands did not stop his wonder from pampering her chest, creating a great euphoria in her mind and soul.

Without letting go of his grip, Richard crawled slowly until he was on top of Anxia’s body with his legs flanking his wife’s thighs. He lifted Anxia’s shirt to reveal two perfectly symmetrical hills ready for him to explore.

Richard’s right hand cupped Anxia’s left breast while his left hand rubbed his wife’s right breast. His big palms could cover the entire hill of his wife’s chest, making Richard feel satisfied with the size of Anxia’s chest, which felt right in his hand.

Richard opened his fingers, creating gaps between them. Even though he was still licking Anxia’s lips with his eyes closed, Richard could still control his hand and felt the top of his wife’s chest had been sandwiched between his fingers.

Anxia began feeling an itch on the lower part of her stomach, especially in her groin. She could even notice the wetness in her pants as if she had wet her pants. Now that Richard had awakened her primal desire, Anxia felt impatient and itchy. She rubbed her thighs to create satisfaction in order to help her reach her climax. But Anxia couldn’t get what she wanted because her southern cave wanted something else.

Anxia groaned, and a sigh of dissatisfaction made her clutch her husband’s hair to deepen their kiss. Finally, Anxia couldn’t hold back this restrained release and accidentally lifted her leg up. Her knees bent upwards and touched Richard’s hardened and hot rod.

Richard instantly stiffened when he felt a soft header from below. He lifted his head slightly to end their kiss, only to see his wife’s erotic expression, which was stealing his breath.

Richard wanted to tease his wife with his dirty words, but he didn’t want to risk Anxia would get irritated and stopping their reunion event. He had succeeded in provoking his wife’s sexual appetite, and it seemed she would be senseless for the next few minutes. Richard would not waste this opportunity and carried out what he had in mind to the end.

Richard showered kisses on Anxia’s neck, suckling and nipping it, creating a love mark here and there. His one hand was still busy kneading his wife’s breasts while the other moved down to crawl on Anxia’s stomach and then stopped in between her thighs.

The skirt that Anxia was currently wearing had no zippers or buttons. However, the skirt belt was made of flexible rubber so that Richard could lower it easily. The problem was Anxia’s buttocks stuck to the bed, making it difficult to lower it. Richard patiently didn’t push and waited for an opening while showering Anxia’s body with his feather-like kisses.

Richard licked the areola as his mouth reached the top of Anxia’s chest while his hand exerted more pressure on the other breast. Not long after, Richard opened his mouth, trapped the pink cherry, and sucked it hard. His sucking made Anxia scream his name in a sexy erotic voice. Anxia’s whole body twitched and arched as if giving her chest to offer for her husband’s feast.

With a quick movement, Richard used this opportunity to lower his wife’s skirt down to the girl’s calves.

Anxia felt she was losing her mind when something crept along her most private outer labia line. With a strange jiggling from the delicious touch on her female area and her two breasts, Anxia experienced the first release that night. Her breath was ragged as her chest rose and fell rapidly. Her eyes lost focus as high pleasure filled them.

Richard smiled happily and now took off his shirt and threw it anywhere.

It’s time to enjoy the main menu!