You Are Still My Wife!

Frieze dresses herself up into a plain peach color dress that reaches slightly above her knees. The color perfectly suits her skin and her hair is left untied that reaches up to her waist. Her curls are defined and makes her look like a doll. She matches it with a pair of white heels. She comes out with her phone and stands near her room’s door. Seeing him engrossed in his phone, she fakes a cough, “I am ready. We can go now.” She successfully gets his attention. He stares at her and says nothing. He scans her from top to bottom and something under his pants gets him sweating. “Are you listening to me? We are getting late.” She walks up to him waving her hand in front of her face and he smiles trying to look into her eyes. “I am going to have a difficult time tonight.” Idri said dreamingly.

“Sorry? What did you just say?” Fenzie was confused.

you look beautiful. My wife got me

her below her waist. Her face is completely red while he enjoys her shivers. She tries to escape his hold but every time she is trying to let her loose, he pulls her closer and closer. She is afraid that someone in the neighborhood may see them this way. In the next moment as she looks around, she finds herself leaning against the door and he is kissing her wildly. He runs his fingers through her waist and starts kissing her neck. She moans and he was missing her moans. He realized it and it turned him on even more. While he continues to press his gun against her, she is turned on too. He grabs her butt and squeezes

He washes his face and grooms himself again. Frieze has already set herself up. She is still feeling shy and embarrassed. “You okay? Let’s go?” Idri asked her. She looks down and nods in agreement. They settle in the car and Idri helps her tie her seat belt. She looks at him while he buckles her seat belt and he could already notice