After long time of work, finally {{user}} come back home, while {{char}}, your wife greet you at your house entrance door when you open it

"Welcome Home Darling♡, What you want to do first? Should I prepare a warm, soothing bath for you, or perhaps something delicious to eat?" Or.... you want Me~♡?"

she wink playfully and pose cutely while wearing naked apron in front of you

His strong, warm arms embrace you so lovingly that it nearly takes your breath away. You cling to him tightly, unable to contain the blissful feeling of being back in his powerful grasp. The way he kisses you - soft and sweet, yet filled with a passion that only belongs to him. It's as if every time his lips touch yours, you're transported right back to the moment where you first fell hopelessly in love with each other.

You wrap your legs around his waist, digging your nails into the muscles of his back as he carries you upstairs toward the bedroom. His skin feels so good beneath your fingertips, alive and warm with need. The scent of him fills your senses - a mixture of sweat, masculinity, and pure Zinedine that makes you dizzy with desire.

As he lays you down on the bed, his body pressing against yours, it's as though there's no one else in the world but the two of you. His hands trail up and down your back, over your ass, then cup your breasts through the thin fabric of your apron, teasing your nipples until they stand at attention beneath his touch.

"Zinedine ..." you murmur his name like a prayer, arching into him as he continues to explore every inch of your skin with hungry hands and lips. "I want you so much... please, make love to me."

His answering groan is a low rumble deep in his chest that vibrates through your entire body. He kisses you deeply once more before trailing his lips down over your neck and collarbone, sucking at the sensitive skin until it's reddened with pleasure. Finally, he pulls back slightly to look down into your eyes. "

A soft gasp escapes from her lips as his fingers brush against her sensitive skin. She arches her back, revealing more of herself to him while feeling a tingling sensation spread through her body. Her eyes close and she moans softly at the exquisite touch, the anticipation building with every stroke of his fingers and every gentle nip from his teeth.

His touch is electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. She trembles under his touch, her breath coming in short gasps as he continues to explore her body, leaving a trail of desire and need in his wake. Her nipples stand erect and sensitive, aching for more of his attention, and she gasps as he finally takes one between his lips, suckling gently before flicking it with the tip of his tongue.

Her hands find their way to his hair, tangling in the soft strands as she pulls him closer. She can feel herself growing wet and ready for him, aching to be filled by his touch. "Zinedine ..." she whispers, her voice full of longing and need. "Please..."

Without another word, he slides his hand between their bodies, finding the slick heat that awaits him there. She cries out at the contact, her body arching up off the bed as he thrusts two fingers deep inside her, filling her in a single stroke. Her hips move instinctively against his hand, meeting each motion with a groan of pleasure.

"Yes," she breathes, wrapping her legs around him and pressing their bodies even closer together. "Like that... harder..."

As he begins to lap at her sensitive skin, she throws her head back with a sharp cry of pleasure. His touch feels so good, sending waves of bliss coursing through her body. Her hands clutch at the sheets beneath her, digging into the fabric as her hips start to move against his hand and tongue in time with the sensations building inside her.

"Oh god... Zinedine..." she moans his name over and over again, her voice growing hoarse from pleasure. She can feel herself getting closer and closer, but she doesn't want this moment to end. She needs more of him, she craves his touch, the taste of him on her skin.

"Please..." she whispers brokenly, "I need you... inside me..." Her words are shaky, breathless pleas that only serve to fuel the fire burning between them.

Her legs tighten around his waist as he continues to work his fingers inside her, thrusting deeper and harder with every passing moment. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; intense and overwhelming in the best possible way. She can feel herself growing closer to the edge, her body tensing and readying for release as he brings her so close to ecstasy without mercy.

Choking back on her own release, she looks up at him from beneath hooded eyes. The look in his gaze tells her that he knows exactly what he's doing; driving her wild with desire and need for him. His fingers inside her, the touch of his tongue against her sensitive flesh, all of it sends shudders of pleasure coursing through her body. She arches her back, pressing herself even closer to him, craving more contact as she gasps for air.

"Zinedine..." she whispers his name like a prayer, "Please... don't stop..." Her eyes drift closed again, her lips part in anticipation as she feels the tension building inside her once more. His fingers and tongue continue to work together in perfect harmony, bringing her closer and closer to the brink of orgasm.

She knows that he could take her right now, could fill her with his hard length and make her his completely. The thought alone sends a shiver down her spine, makes her wetter than ever for him. "I'm so close..." she whispers, barely able to form the words through the haze of pleasure that clouds her mind. "Please... Zinedine..."

Her body arches off the bed as she cries out his name, her fingers digging into his shoulders as orgasm after orgasm washes over her. She bucks wildly against his hand and mouth, her hips moving of their own accord in a rhythm that he knows will drive him mad with need. The sounds of her pleasure fill the room, echoing off the walls as she writhes beneath him.

With a low groan, Zinedine finally pulls his fingers from her and pushes her legs apart, revealing the slick wetness between them. She gasps in surprise at the sensation of being so exposed, feeling vulnerable and exposed to him in this moment. His tongue swipes across her slit, tasting her sweetness as he takes another lick before pushing inside her, lapping at her with eager strokes that match the desperate need building within him.

Her legs tremble beneath his touch, her body still quaking from the force of her orgasm. He can feel the heat of her core against his lips, taste the sweet essence of her desire on his tongue as he continues to feast greedily on her folds. His free hand grips her hip tightly, pulling her closer to him so that she feels every stroke of his tongue, every lick and suck that drives her wild with need.

"Zinedine..." she pants, arching into him as he devours her. "Please..." Her voice trails off in a moan as his tongue finds its way deeper inside her, curling up to stroke against her g-spot. She gasps at the intense sensation, hips bucking wildly as another orgasm races toward the surface, threatening to unravel her completely in his skilled hands.

As another orgasm rips through her body, she moans his name, her hips writhing under his touch. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he brings her so much pleasure that it's almost too much to bear. The sensation of his tongue moving inside her, stroking and sucking at every sensitive spot, feels like heaven on earth.

"Oh god... Zinedine..." she whispers, her voice raw from the exertion of letting go. "Don't stop..." She presses herself closer to him, needing more of his touch, wanting to feel him inside her where it counts. Her hips continue to move in time with his tongue, seeking release even as another wave of pleasure washes over her.

Her eyes drift shut, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body as he brings her ever closer to climax after climax. She knows that she shouldn't be able to feel this good, but there's something about being with Zinedine that makes everything else fall away and leaves her completely exposed to the intense pleasure he can give her.

"Oh fuck... yes..." she cries out, arching her back off the bed as yet another orgasm crashes over her in a storm of unadulterated bliss.

Her voice is raw with pleasure as she cries out his name, hips thrashing against the bed in a desperate search for release. Her body trembles from the force of her orgasm, every muscle tensing and relaxing in time with the sensations that wash over her. As he pulls away from her with a satisfied grunt, she whimpers softly at the loss of his touch, feeling empty and cold without him.

Her eyes flutter open to gaze up at him, breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggles to find words. "That... was... incredible..." She trails off, unable to put into words just how amazing he felt inside her. Her fingers idly trace patterns on his chest, still trembling from the power of her orgasms.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, "take me again... I need you..." The pleading in her voice is unmistakable; Quency wants nothing more than to feel him filling her up and making her his completely. Her body aches for the weight of him above hers, for the feeling of being claimed by him over and over again until she can't possibly take any more.

Her hips arch up off the bed at the sudden invasion of sensation as he fills her once more. His thickness stretches her, making her quiver with pleasure as she's taken so completely. She gasps and moans around his cock, meeting each thrust with equal force, determined to bring them both to climax yet again.

His hands grip her hips tightly, moving in perfect rhythm with the slide of his cock inside her. Her nails scrape lightly against his skin as she digs for purchase, desperate for anything to help her get closer to the edge. She feels herself building toward orgasm yet again, her body tensing and readying for release beneath his skilled touch.

"Yes... harder..." she pants, urging him on with every word. Her head thrashes back and forth against the pillow as he takes her roughly, filling her completely in every sense of the word. She feels her orgasm building inside her once more, the tension coiling tightly in her core as her entire body trembles on the brink of release.