Within a luxurious suite, echoed the coquettish moans of a woman and heavy gasps of a man.
On the gorgeous big bed, Amabel was lying naked, her face flushed and a big hand with beautiful and distinctive joints was covering her white and voluptuous breasts.
Without any excess fat on her fair and flat belly, her two slender legs were open wide and a man was buried between them.
She had the man's head pressed into her honey petals and his tongue licked back and forth as if he was penetrating her.
"Ah …. So intense ….. a bit harder ... yes …."
Amabel looked seductive and her rosy lips spilled tempting moans that made the man let out a chuckle, parting away from the delicacy he could never have enough of.
Amabel felt a strong feeling of emptiness after the tongue left her and she looked at him aggrievedly as she hooked her legs around the man's waist while coquettishly groaning, "hubby ….. give it to me!" her tone urging as she hungrily rubbed her vagina against the man.
Valentine looked appreciatively at his sultry lover; he just couldn't get enough of even after being with her for a few days. To think that at some point he nearly lost this treasure, a wave of frustration almost overwhelmed him but as she rubbed against him, and making his shaft swollen and painful. All other emotions vanished as only the thought of fucking her remained in his mind.
He held his rod and rubbed it on her wet petals as he admired her flushed face.
She has a small face, red lips and white teeth. Her small tongue kept on licking her lips hungrily as she rubbed against him for more.
Valentine had never felt so proud to have a woman wanting him so badly like that.
Amabel was on the verge of going crazy and being so extremely to his touch, when that rod was teasing her, she raised her buttock upwards, and took the initiate to swallow him.
"Ah!" Valentine let out a satisfied groan as he thrust into her, balls in, her tightness and warmth embracing him that he nearly exploded into her right there.
Even after fucking her for days, she was still so tight and she gripped his shaft so well, it was as if it was molded just for him.
Amabel shuddered as she felt that shaft, she was so addicted to hitting her in the right spot the moment he went all in.
Seeing her reaction, Valentine was very satisfied and without giving her any chance to adjust, his muscular buttocks started moving back and forth.
The room echoed with the slapping sounds of their bodies, both of them soaking wet and the sheets beneath them drenched.
Valentine's face contorted with despite, his lower body relentlessly thrusting between her legs.
Her tight and warm entrance gripped and enveloped him tightly that he was being driven crazy with desire.
He had never felt so much good before. He had many lovers in the past and yet when it comes to her, it was as if he was on ecstasy and the sensation kept on pushing him to an edge that he just wanted to continue going.
Seeing her breasts bouncing as they both moved, Valentine seized them and starting kneading them like dough and pulling her erect and tender nipples which only caused them to swell with arousal.
"Yes ….. right there ….. so good….. it feels so amazing …" she moaned excitedly as he continued to hit her sensitive spots.
Affected by her words, Valentine intensified his thrusts making her toes curl with pleasure.
"Hubby ... you are going ….. to fuck ….me …. To death ….." She lifted her lips as she moaned, her tight pussy contracting with each deep thrust as she sought more pleasure and on the verge of orgasm.
"Yeah ….. ah ….. hubby … faster ….. I am going to cum …." She screamed with pleasure as she felt her body starting to convulse.
Feeling herself convulsing like that, Valentine knew that she was getting there. his movements became heavier and faster.
"Give it to me ….. yeah …. Feels so good ….ahhh …." Amabel continued to scream loudly, contracting harder and harder, sucking and squeezing the man's shaft.
After dozens of thrusts like that, she reached her climax and Valentine's rod trembled and a large amount of thick semen was ejected into her warm channel as he hoarsely said, "give me a child, my Bel!"
Amabel almost blacked out with the amount of semen this time; she weakly lay on the bed as Valentine soothed her.
After calming down for a while, Valentine turned over and got off Amabel.
Amabel was still recovering from the multiple orgasm and her pussy was mixed with their love juice. Her petals were still opening and closing, pure temptation for him to start another round. But when he recalled how he had been at it for a while and the fatigue on her face, he decided to give her a breather.
It wasn't like a child would just pop up just because he wished to.
With that thought in mind, he picked her and went to the bathroom to clean her.
After doing so, he carried her out of the bathroom with gentle eyes but didn't take her to the bed they have messed up.
Instead, he took her to the adjacent room where the sheets were still clean. He laid her on the bed, applied medicine on her swollen parts before tucking her in.
Once he was done, he admired her for a moment before kissing her forehead with satisfaction. He then proceeded to return to the previous bedroom where he got rid of the sheets and also took a bath.
Feeling no sleepiness, Valentine reached out for his phone, solemness on his face and dialed a string of numbers.
After a few rings, the call was answered and Valentine coldly uttered two words, "Do it!" before hanging up.