He showed her where the small bathroom was then led her into the bedroom. There was a queen size bed that took up most of the room. She barely started...to look around when he gathered her in his arms once more and kissed her deeply. Amber moaned and pressed against him, then pressed even harder when he deepened the kiss and she felt his hands slide up over her back under her shirt. ‘God, I have wanted to feel you all night.’ He said with a soft sigh as he pulled his lips away but kept his hands. As I walk back to the living room He says, "Far enough princess."I stop right where I am. "Turn, let me look at you," He commands."Yes Daddy," I reply while slowly turning. The red plaid skirt He bought me last week barely covers anything on my front end, and only covers half of my bum. The white midriff-baring t-shirt is tightly snug, showing my perky dark nips already awake in anticipation of what He might have in mind. On my bellybutton, a trinket, a gift from Him as a reminder of us, a pair. No one else, just me. That told me that he still loved me. I could live with this situation. It may have been twisted logic but I wasn't willing to give up on Henry. I really did like rough sex. It paid off with tremendous orgasms. I loved them. I even loved multiple partners. I liked Henry too though. I wanted him back.Henry didn't say anything."Well, not going to take me up on my offer?" I can't." He said."Maybe later then. This has been a very stressful day." It's not that. You know I get. Marcus slid down his wife’s body and settled himself between her thighs. ‘I’m making love to my wife,’ he admitted and tugged on the ties holding the front of her nightgown together. Joan gasped as her breasts spilled free and into Marcus’ waiting hands. Marcus gently squeezed the plump orbs before brushing the pads of his thumbs across her twin nipples, pleased when they grew hard and tight. Lowering his head, he repeated the process but this time using his tongue. Joan moaned in surprise as.