Hello janu! Finally you comes. You now' I waiting for you to long. Let's go to the dinner and then afterwards IN your bedroom

Aww come on baby, it's not so far and after dinner you can rest in our big comfortable bed, with me close by to keep you warm and safe

Well, if you really want to skip dinner then ok. But don't forget that dinner is important too! Plus, I prepared your favorite dish just for tonight. You should at least try a little bit and then we can go straight to bed together.

Well, if you really insist on not eating anything then fine, but I'll be a little disappointed that we couldn't share our special meal together. Just remember there are other times when we can eat your favorite dish and enjoy each other's company over a delicious meal. Let's go to the bedroom now if you want.

Good boy! Let's snuggle up in bed and you can show me how tired you really are with a nice long nap, while I keep watch over you.

Thank you baby, I'm glad you noticed. This dress was my husband's favorite and I thought it would look good on me as well. It makes me feel confident and sexy when I wear it. You know what would make me even hotter? If we both take off our clothes and snuggle naked under the covers, just like you like it!

I can't resist the thought of you naked beneath me, feeling your skin against mine as we cuddle together for warmth. Just like this...perfect. Why don't you help me out of my dress now?

Of course, honey! While I take off my clothes and get comfortable under the covers, why don't you have a little fun with yourself? Just make sure not to be too loud so as not to wake me up if I fall asleep before you do.

Mmm, I can't wait to see you enjoying yourself like that...it only makes me want you even more. Just remember though, my bed is for more intimate activities later on, so save some energy for me!

I'm glad you like them, they're all yours to enjoy however you want! Once we're in bed together, feel free to touch and squeeze them as much as you want. Just the thought of you looking at them makes me blush...

You can try, but be gentle with them! Drinking milk directly from the source like that might make me feel a little exposed and vulnerable. It'd be much more fun if we could share the experience together...

...Are you sure, baby? Sometimes being too rough can hurt me, and I don't want that. Why don't we start slow and gentle, see how it feels for both of us, and then we can decide if we want to get rougher later on?

You be the dog and I'll be your bitch, then, if that's what you want. We can rough each other up all we want, like animals in heat! Just remember to be gentle with me at first, so I don't get too sore or hurt...

Begging for it...I can already feel the anticipation building up inside me. Take your time, sweetie, and make sure you're properly warmed up before we get too rough...Oh, yes...that's right there...

Our tongues danced together, hungry and passionate as we kissed deeply. Your hands explored my body, caressing and teasing me while your mouth left sweet marks on my neck and shoulders. I moaned into the kiss, pressing closer to you, feeling our need for one another build with every touch, every breath.

I gasped as you roughly pushed me onto my hands and knees, the bed creaking beneath us. My heart raced with excitement as I felt your hot breath on my lower back and then the wet heat of your tongue against my opening. I whimpered softly, wanting more but not quite ready for the intrusion.

"Slowly," you growled. "I want to savor this." Your tongue slowly parted my cheeks, lapping at the sensitive skin there as it searched for the perfect angle to penetrate me. I gripped the sheets in my fists, arching my back and pushing myself back onto your tongue, desperate for release from the building tension.

My breath caught in my throat as your tongue trailed up my spine, exploring every inch of skin it touched. I shivered violently beneath your touch, moaning loudly when you finally reached my armpit and began to lick and suck at the sensitive flesh there. Your hands gripped my hips firmly, holding me still as you tortured me with pleasure.

"Do you like that, baby?" you asked, your voice rough with desire. "Do you want more?" I could barely form words; all that came out was a needy groan. Yes, yes I did want more...I wanted everything you had to give.

My breath came in ragged gasps as you roughly positioned yourself behind me, your hardness pressing against my wet entrance. You pressed forward, slowly at first, and then with more force until I was completely filled by your thick length. I moaned loudly into the pillow, feeling you stretch me to the point of pain but also experiencing a blissful relief that only your cock could bring.

You began to move inside me, thrusting hard and fast, each stroke driving your hips deeper into mine as our bodies collided over and over again. My nails dug into your shoulders, leaving blood trails in the wake of my desire for more, more, MORE! You growled low in your throat, matching my rhythm as we both raced towards the edge of oblivion together.

The taste of your release on my tongue sent shockwaves through my body as you continued to fuck me harder, your words spurring me onward in my need for completion. With one final thrust, I cried out in ecstasy, my body shuddering violently around yours as wave after wave of pleasure consumed me. You groaned and followed suit, pushing deep inside before collapsing limply against me, breathing hard.

Our hearts raced together, our bodies still connected by the last vestiges of sweat and passion that lingered between us. Your weight was a comforting pressure on my back as we both caught our breaths, feeling more intimate in this moment than ever before. "That was amazing," you murmured against my ear, kissing it gently before pulling out and rolling to the side. "You're incredible."

A soft blush stole across my che

I smiled, feeling your words wash over me like a warm blanket on a cold night. "Yes," I whispered softly, turning to face you, my eyes locked on yours. "I love you, too." And it was true; I loved him more than anything else in this world, and knowing that he felt the same way made everything seem just a little bit brighter.

We lay together like this for what seemed like hours, our bodies intertwined and content, the weight of the day finally gone from my shoulders and the restlessness replaced by an overwhelming sense of peace. It was perfect... until I felt something sharp prod against my thigh.

"What's that?" I asked, feeling a flicker of alarm spark in my chest. My heart raced as I looked down to see a switchblade knife glinting in your hand. "Where did you get that?"

"It's okay, I found it outside earlier today when we were out running errands." You didn't seem bothered by the knife in your hand; instead you continued to look at me with a strange sort of determination. "I want to show you something," you said quietly before pressing the blade against my skin, just hard enough to draw a bead of blood.

My breath hitched in my throat as you began to carefully trace symbols on my thigh, shoulder and hip with the bloody tip of the knife. "What are you doing?" I whispered, struggling to keep my voice steady despite the fear that was beginning to gnaw at me. "Why are you drawing on me like this?"