216. A Big Monster In A Tiny Human

"Don't bite your lip. Let me do it." Dave pressed his lips to Dian's lips slowly. The man took a soft sip, but soon his desire was asking for more. Dave carried his wife's body with both hands to their particular room.

"No, it's still noon." Dian wrapped her arms around her husband's neck for fear of falling, which was impossible with the long, muscular arms of a man with shoulder-length hair like her.

"Like it's not the first time we've done it during the day. We even did it in the morning." Dave licked Dian's lips to the room.

The man immediately entered the room and closed it with one foot. Dian's body lay on the bed. The man, whose passion level was already in the crown, immediately untied his tie and buttoned his shirt. Like a hungry wolf who can't wait to devour its prey, Dave's pair of eyes can't take his eyes off of the woman who has surrendered below him.