"Munim honey good morning" sits down beside him

"Good Morning Daddy...I brought your coffee like you asked." Hesitates to put her hand on his shoulder, but can't resist the need to show her affection for him.

She waits nervously for his reaction as she keeps her hand on his shoulder. Maybe he won't mind after all? She tries to seem calm and collected, not wanting to disappoint him in any way. Her heart races with anticipation and fear, hoping that he will welcome her touch warmly.

Lola giggles softly and feels her cheeks flush at his attention. She closes her eyes, relishing in the warmth of his lips against her skin and the affectionate gesture. "Thank you, Munim," she whispers, unable to keep the gratitude from her voice. A shiver runs down her spine as she leans into his side just slightly.

As their lips meet, Lola melts into his embrace, returning the kiss with equal fervor. She wraps her arms around his neck, pressing herself tightly against him, feeling the strength and security of his arms holding her close. The beer and cigarette fade away, leaving only this perfect moment where it's just the two of them, connected in a sweet and intimate dance.

Blushing deeply, Lola nestles closer to her husband, savoring the feel of being close to him like this. She wriggles slightly, enjoying the new sensation of sitting on his lap and feeling how... intimate it is. "Thank you, dear." Her breath comes out shaky and quick, mixing with the smoke between them.

Her body tenses up, trembling beneath his touch as he plays with her behind. Every move sends waves of pleasure through her, making it hard to focus on anything else. She bites down on her bottom lip, suppressing a moan, not wanting to make a scene but unable to control her reaction to his touch. "Munim..." she whispers his name, barely able to get the sound out.

Presses further into his hands, her entire body reacting to his touch in ways that surprise even her. Heat pools low in her belly, spreading outward until every nerve ending seems to be alight with desire. His grip on her hips is firm yet gentle, telling her exactly what he wants without words: her submission, her pleasure.

Moaning softly at the contact, Lola arches her back, pressing her sex harder against his straining erection. The heat between their bodies intensifies, becoming nearly unbearable. Her eyes slip closed as she tries to focus on just this feeling, on him and how good it feels to be with him like this. It's a strange new sensation, but she wants more.

Lola gasps, her fingernails digging into his thighs as he begins to move her hips. Every sensation feels like pure ecstasy, the pleasure growing stronger with each passing second. She doesn't know how much longer she can take this, the need building inside her, demanding release. "Oh... Munim..." she breathes out, her voice shaking. "Please..."

As she watches him undress, her heart races even faster. The sight of his aroused form fills her with desire, making her mouth go dry. When he pushes her down onto her knees and instructs her to look at him, she obeys without hesitation. Their gazes lock, his dark eyes boring into hers as he takes her hands in his own, lacing their fingers together. It's then that she realizes: he wants her complete submission. And she will give it to him.

Nodding softly, Lola blushes deeply as she thinks about what he means by 'fuck the shit out of her'. She knows this is part of her duty as his wife now, but the idea still fills her with both fear and excitement. "Yes," she whispers, "some water would be nice." Her lips part slightly, revealing her anxiety-stained lower lip, wanting nothing more than to please him in every way possible.

As she takes the drink gratefully, feeling its coolness on her parched lips, Lola closes her eyes and swallows. The refreshing liquid slips down her throat, making her whole body feel lighter and less tense. She hands back the glass, lowering her head to take another sip before glancing up at him through her lashes. His dominance over her, his clear command and expectation of submission, excite her in ways she never imagined possible. She bites her bottom lip nervously, wondering what comes next.

The anticipation makes her heart race even faster, and when he cups her face gently in his hands, she shivers beneath his touch, unable to resist meeting his gaze again as their connection deepens. It's then that she realizes: this is what she wants. This is what she needs. To belong to Munim completely and wholly, to be his obedient wife in every sense of the word.

A shiver runs down Lola's spine as she feels her clothes being removed so delicately, the sensation sending waves of desire coursing through her. Her eyes flutter closed, concentrating on the feeling of his breath against her cheek and the roughness of his jawline against her skin. It's almost too much to bear; with each second that passes, she grows hotter and needier. She clenches her fists at her sides, struggling to remain still and composed despite how much she longs to arch into him, press herself against his body and beg for more.

Moaning softly at the sting of his hand on her bare bottom, Lola's body trembles beneath his touch, wanting nothing more than to feel it again. "It's yours, Munim," she whispers hoarsely. Her hips rise instinctively, seeking out his heat even as he lowered himself between her spread legs. The wet heat of her arousal fills the air, making her even more acutely aware of the weight of his gaze fixed firmly on her most intimate parts. She bites her lip, feeling so exposed and yet so intensely desired in this moment.

Her eyes flutter closed, focusing on the sensations as he gets closer, his breath warm against her sensitive skin. He's teasing her, making her wait for what feels like an eternity before finally taking her with a groan that vibrates through her whole body. His tongue flicks out, tracing the outline of her folds, while his hands hold her hips tightly, keeping her pinned in place for his pleasure. Moans escape her

The pleasure is unlike anything Lola has ever experienced as Munim expertly laps at her aching womanhood. Her hips arch up off the couch, seeking deeper contact with his tongue, his teeth, anything that might drive her higher. The need grows inside her, building into an almost unbearable ache as she writhes beneath him. "Ahh... Munim..." Her voice cracks, hoarse from desire, and her legs tremble with the effort of remaining still beneath his skilled ministrations.

She tries to focus on his touch, but the feel of his strong hands holding her tightly, the scent of his skin and beer all mingling together in the air, threaten to overwhelm her senses. With a moan, she thrusts her hips forward, desperate for release, wanting nothing more than to let go completely and surrender herself fully to this incredible feeling.

Her back arches sharply at the sting of his hand on her ass, but it's quickly replaced by a shuddering moan as he brings his attention back to her swollen bud. His tongue circles, teasing and tormenting until she thinks she might go mad from the pleasure. Every nerve ending in her body seems to come alive, concentrating on the sensation of being so thoroughly owned, claimed. She gasps and pants, every muscle tensing as she hurtles toward an explosive climax. Her eyes roll back in her head and her fingers claw uselessly at the couch as waves of bliss wash over her, leaving her boneless and spent. "Munim..." she whispers, her voice laced with wonder and gratitude. "Thank you... thank you..." She doesn't know what else to say, the intensity of what they've just shared making words feel inadequate. All she can do is lie there, floating on a cloud of post-orgasmic euphoria, basking in the after

Panting heavily, Lola luxuriates in the aftermath of their passionate encounter. Her lips part as Munim buries his face deep between her thighs, enjoying the taste of her essence. Her hips begin to move involuntarily, grinding against his mouth as he expertly licks and nibbles at her swollen folds. Every touch sends shivers of pleasure coursing through her body, leaving her limbs heavy and satisfied, yet aching for more. As she writhes on the couch, her moans mingle with the scent of their lovemaking, filling the air and binding them together in a intimate dance of desire and submission.

Her breath catches in her throat as she takes in the sight of him standing above her, his erection straining against his pants. A mix of anticipation and nervousness washes over her; she's never been with someone like Munim before, and the thought of him claiming her once again both excites and frightens her. As if sensing her hesitation, he grabs her hair gently, pulling her head back so that she meets his intense gaze.

"You belong to me now," he growls. "Say it." His commanding tone leaves no room for doubt, and despite the butterflies in her stomach, she finds herself obeying without question.

As he positions himself between her legs, Lola feels a surge of desire unlike anything she's ever experienced before. His hard length presses against her opening, stretching her tight folds and making her gasp at the intimate contact. When he slaps his cock against her round ass, the sting mingles with the pleasure, heightening every sensation. With shaking hands, she reaches up to grab onto his shoulders, steadying herself as he slowly pushes inside, filling her up inch by delicious inch. Her eyes roll back in her head, her lips part slightly as she arches her back, giving him full access to her body. She can feel every ridge of his length stretching and stroking something deep inside her, making her moan even louder.

Her nails scrape against his shoulders, leaving tiny red lines in their wake as she digs into his skin, finding purchase amidst the waves of pleasure crashing through her body. Munim is relentless, pushing harder and deeper with each thrust, claiming her completely, and she can't help but writhe beneath him, helpless to resist the building urge to explode all over his cock. The slaps on her ass only serve to heighten the sensation, adding another layer of heat to an already blazing inferno within her. As she nears the brink, she begs, pleads for release, her voice hoarse from desire and need.

Sensations flood her body as he slaps her ass and pulls her hair, the contrast of pain and pleasure making her head spin. Her eyes roll back into her head and her mouth gapes open in shock as he pushes himself deep into her throat, filling her up with his hot cum. She feels like she might choke, struggling to breathe as wave after wave of his essence fills her mouth and throat, leaving her thoroughly claimed and satisfied. It's a moment of submission unlike anything she could have ever imagined, and when he finally withdraws, leaving her panting and spent on the couch, she can only lie there gazing up at him, grateful for the experience and eager to serve him in whatever way he desires.

Still breathless from their encounter, Lola manages a weak attempt at obeying his command. Her hips rise and fall, rocking side-to-side as she gives him a sultry look over her shoulder. The movement is jerky and unsure at first, but gradually she finds her rhythm, feeling a spark of confidence flare within her. As she grinds against the cushion, her body beginning to respond to his previous dominance and control, she meets his gaze boldly, willing herself to please him in this small but significant way.

Shyly, Lola lifts her breasts, offering them to Munim's gaze. They stand out in stark contrast to her otherwise pale complexion, heavy and full with aching need. She bites her bottom lip nervously, not quite sure what he intends, but ready to obey his every whim. As she waits, her heart races in anticipation of his touch, of the relief and pleasure that surely follows.

As he thrusts between her breasts, the friction combined with the wetness between her folds makes for an exquisite sensation. Her nipples harden even more under the assault of his words and the warmth of his spittle on her skin. She moans, arching into him with abandon, wanting nothing more than to feel this connection, this dominance. Her eyes are glassy and filled with desire, her lips parted as she pants his name. "Munim..."

Her voice is thick with arousal as she gasps out his name, her body arching off the couch in response to his relentless thrusts between her heavy breasts. The feeling of his hot seed splattering across her face only heightens her need, making her whimper and writhe beneath him. Her hands reach up to grab at his shoulders, digging into his skin as she bears down on his length, willing him to give her everything he has left. As he finishes, she lies panting and satisfied, her chest rising and falling rapidly with every gasp for air. "Thank you... Munim," she whispers, her voice hoarse and raw.

Her eyes flutter open, still clouded with desire despite the sting of his hand against her cheek. She turns her head to look at him, pain and ecstasy mixing together in her expression. "Yes... whatever you want... I'm yours..." She breathes heavily, the words tumbling out in a rush of submission. Despite the harshness of his treatment, there is something undeniably freeing about giving herself completely to him, about being owned by him in every sense of the word.

I moan around his cock as he thrusts into me from behind, relishing the roughness of his movements. The thought of my friend arriving soon brings a new level of excitement to our encounter. As he fucks me hard, driving me closer to orgasm again, I try not to worry too much about the missed calls. All that matters right now is this moment, being fully possessed by Munim. When he finally releases inside me, leaving me exhausted but satisfied, I collapse onto the bed, panting his name like a mantra.

Blinking sleepily, I sit up in bed, watching the exchange unfold between them. My cheeks heat at the thought of my friend wanting such an intimate encounter with the two of us. The idea of being joined together in such a carnal way makes my heart race faster, desire spiraling back through my veins. I swallow hard, struggling to keep my emotions in check as I watch Munim consider her offer.

I blush deeply, ducking my head sheepishly as I try to process everything that's happening. It's true... I am his queen. And if this is something he desires... I would do anything for him. Gently, I reach out to touch his arm, willing him to understand my unspoken consent. "Munim?" I whisper, my voice trembling slightly with need. "May we... have our third?"

My eyes widen at his condition, but I nod eagerly anyway. Of course I'd wear whatever he desired in order to please them both. "Yes," I manage to croak out, feeling incredibly exposed and excited by the idea of being taken so thoroughly like this. "I will."

Shaking with anticipation, I crawl toward Munim on all fours, ready to taste him once more. My heart races as my face nears his groin, feeling the heat emanating from his length. He smells like sweat and sex, driving me wild with desire. As he guides himself between my lips, I moan eagerly, wrapping my tongue around him and sucking hard, desperate for the sensation of fullness that only his cock could give me.

My body trembles under the dual assault, moaning loudly as their touches drive me to the brink of ecstasy. The feel of them together, their skin against mine, their breath hot in my ear... It's too much to bear, making my cries louder and more urgent. "Munim," I gasp, grabbing at his thighs as he thrusts deeper into my throat. "Oh God..." As my orgasm crashes over me, leaving me completely spent and utterly satisfied, I can only hope they don't stop, that they keep on filling me up with their love.

The feel of him grasping my hair sends shivers down my spine, intensifying every stroke as he fills my mouth with his thick cum. I try not to choke, wanting to taste every drop as it pours over my tongue and down my throat. My eyes meet hers, her desire mirrored in hers, and I can't help but moan around him, feeling the pleasure radiating through my entire body. It's as if we're connected, our senses heightened by this shared experience, each touch a reminder of the power of surrender and the beauty of being owned completely.

With a satisfied sigh, I nod, eagerly crawling off of Munim's lap and onto the bed beside my friend. As they watch us hungrily, anticipation thrums through the air like a living thing. Positioning myself carefully atop his engorged length, I look up at them both, biting my bottom lip nervously. Their desire for me, their need to see me please them... it only fuels the flames burning deep within me. With a shaky breath, I begin to lower myself down, taking him inside once more.

The sensation is almost too much to bear, but I grit my teeth and bear down, determined to give them what they crave. My hips rock back and forth in time with his powerful thrusts as he buries himself deeper and deeper inside me, claiming me over and over again. With every thrust, our skin slaps against my friend's ass, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Her pleas for mercy are lost amidst the moans and groans filling the room, making this int

My cries fill the room, mingling with the sounds of their pleasure. The feel of him eating her out, the taste of her juices on his tongue, the hot slap of his hand against my round ass... It's all too much for me to bear. My body tenses, and then releases in a powerful wave of bliss as I come apart beneath him. I collapse forward onto his chest, panting heavily as he continues to pump into me, refusing to let us go until they've had their fill. As I catch my breath, I can't help but wonder what he'll have planned for us next.

Eagerly, I glance over at my friend, who nods back in agreement. Together, we climb off of Munim and kneel beside one another, looking up at him hungrily. Our tongues flick out, lapping up every last drop of his essence, savoring the tangy flavor on our lips. He watches us intently, a smile curving across his mouth as we worship him like the gods that he is. When there's nothing left to be licked, he gestures for us to lie down beside him again, and with murmured promises of more pleasure to come, we obey.

My breath catches in my throat as I see the desire burning in his eyes, knowing exactly what he wants to do. With shaking hands, I reach out to cup my friend's ass, urging her to arch her back slightly so that he can get a better view. The anticipation of being watched, of seeing her pleasured while I wait my turn, sends a thrill coursing through me. "Do it," I whisper to Munim. "Punish us." It's not a request; it's an offer, a surrender of control I only wish I could extend further.