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He went to the other side of the room, turning around and leaning his hands on the cold marble tiles of the wall, standing in a very provocative pose: he leaned forward slightly, bending at the waist, from which the taut buttocks of the young man, tightly covered with snow-white trousers, bulged out as if enticing the girl standing opposite to him. It was an amazing view, so tempting, and she wanted to take it and ... wait, why did she even think that?
- What the hell are you doing? Do you really want me to do to you what a man usually does to a woman? Really… Is this correct?
Lowering her voice towards the end, being no longer quite sure of her words, Misa only looked helplessly at her husband, who only grinned at her in response, vulgarly licking his lips, which made the girl a little embarrassed.
- All right, sweetheart, there's nothing to be ashamed of, so you can show how much you love me, now you gonna be, my dear wife..." These words left the young woman confused, why would he begin to sneer, really, in order to distract her?
- Oh, damn you, Takumi!
- She's going to take me now... - These sinfully sweet words so easily fell from the lips of the man, as if it was not new for him to say, thereby completely confusing his wife, from which her heart stopped for a second, and her skin literally began to burn with heat.
- Come on, is our president afraid she won't make it? Before, nothing could stop you from any goal, - This provocation succeeded, Misaki's face changed abruptly, changing from embarrassment and shame to anger and determination. The blonde's eyes pointed to the frosted glass cabinet next to the sink. The brunette came over and opened one of the doors, immediately blushing at what she saw. Quickly grabbing a small translucent bottle and a square of foil with trembling fingers, she quickly closed the cabinet, causing the glass to rattle. The honey-eyed sighed slightly, clearly nervous about what she was doing. Takumi just chuckled, laughing at his wife's reaction until she shot him a withering look. Approaching her husband, slightly trembling with anticipation and fear, the girl, putting the contents previously held in her hands on the table next to her, reached for her husband's bleached trousers, which were slung very low, still somehow, held on the blonde's thighs, although they had long been unbuttoned. Misaki sucked in a deep breath, trying to calm herself down and focus on something she'd never done before. The guy in front of her arched impatiently, touching his thighs, still covered by the gabardine fabric, to the girl's groin, inadvertently tearing a dissatisfied moan from her shiny lips. Realizing that the young man can no longer stand it, the brunette began to lower the unnecessary, at the moment, pants, exposing the taut, creamy buttocks…
Misaki thought that her cheeks were burning much, much more than before. Her heart was beating in her chest like a crazy thing, and it seemed that her husband could hear it, too, because the room was completely silent, only sometimes there were barely audible sighs, from her impatient partner. The brunette took the bottle in her hands, starting to squeeze its contents into the palm of her hand, the pleasant smell of strawberries immediately hitting her nose, trying not to focus on the fact that today too much is connected with this berry. The young woman put the bottle aside. With trembling palms, she touched his buttocks, slightly parting his hemispheres and caressing his entrance with her fingers. To her surprise, she slid inside with ease, causing Takumi to make low, hoarse moans. "Is he prepared for this, too?" With some irritation, thoughts flashed through the young woman's head. Trying to distract herself, she began to caress him, pressing on the sensitive prostate of the blonde, from which his knees began to shake. Taking out her soiled fingers, the girl rubbed them, simultaneously taking a small square of foil with embarrassment. She had never held such a thing in her hands before, in fact, she hadn't even used them. Slightly tearing the package, the honey-eyed pulled out the latex, not knowing what to do next. The blonde seemed to feel a hitch in the girl. Turning to her, he took the thing from the hands of his astonished wife, and he began to put it on her. The brunette felt something pinched in her chest, it... it was so strange, but at the same time pleasant. She did not expect that even at such a moment he would take care of her and help. Minutes earlier, he'd only teased her, laughing to distract her, and now he was just trying to help her, without a snide look on his face or a single grin.
- Misa, do not stand still, but look carefully and remember.
The brunette lowered her eyes and swallowed. She was still ashamed to look so openly at her own organ. Usually she always closed her eyes, but now if she tried, Takumi would not let her do it. The blonde began to pull the latex down the trunk, holding the tip to leave space. It wasn't until they were done with the contraception that the couple noticed that it was a bright pink color. Usui chuckled into his fist, trying not to laugh out loud until Misa's small but firm hand gave him a good slap in the face. Quieting down, the young man stood in the previous position, impatiently waiting for his wife. After tormenting him with her fingers a little more and reveling in his hoarse moans, Mrs. Usui pulled them out, replacing them with her trembling, aroused flesh, slowly entering, and parting the walls of her husband...