seeing her for the very first time every time they made love.
“My wife,” he said in a whisper. “My beautiful, sexy wife.” He leaned down and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as the two of them mashed lips, their tongues crushing against each other. She closed her eyes and let one hand run down one side of his back, feeling the moistness on his skin. Mitchell pulled away from her and pinned her arms above her head. She looked up at him surprised but so turned on.
“ Make me yours Mitchell Schmidt,” she said in a whisper. He looked down at her and smiled. He brought his head down and kissed her lips.
“ You are already mine,” he said. “You will always be mine,” he said again before kissing her neck. She gasped when he quickly undid her bra as he kept her arms still pinned down on the mattress above her head. She closed her eyes and arched her back a little just as he had said she would when he took one of her hardened nipples in his mouth. She moaned when he sucked on it hard, harder when she tried to break free.
“ Mitchell,” she moaned as he released one nipple only to take in the other one. His crotch was pressed hard against her wetness and she longed so badly to have him inside her. He released her hands and pulled her panties off. Just like he had said he would, he spread her legs and again looked at her. “Mitch, please,” she begged looking up at him. He slowly went down and lay with his head in between her legs. She screamed out loud as she felt his tongue deep inside her. At that moment, she felt her pussy pulsate and she struggled to keep her scream inside her throat. She grabbed the bedding and shut her eyes tightly as he began moving his tongue in and out of her, slowly at first but faster as he went on. The pleasure made her want to squeeze his head in between her legs. He suddenly pulled his tongue out and used it to flick her already swollen clitoris. She moaned loudly when he went on sucking on her clit, getting her dangerously close to her orgasm only to pull away. “Mitch…please don’t stop!” she screamed out.
He pulled away and took off his pants. Natasha looked at his cock, bulging with veins with a longing to be inside her. He laid himself on her and with one strong shove, got his cock inside her. She gasped and let go of the bedding she held in her hands.
“Open your eyes. I want you to look at me,” he said. She opened her eyes and looked into his. She could see his pupils dilated, from the lust he felt, from the longing he had. “Yeah, baby. Just look at me,” he said again as he began moving in and out of her slowly. Her pussy felt so tight around his cock, almost as if it had been years since the two of them made love. He looked at her face which slightly winced every time he pushed himself inside her. She closed her eyes again as he buried his head in her shoulder and fucked her long and hard. His thrusts, long and searching, filled her up every time he pushed himself inside her.
She gasped loudly when she felt him pulling his cock out of her without any warning. She looked at him as he flipped her over on the bed and looked at her lying there bottom up. He reached for her waist and slowly pulled her up on all fours. She turned around and looked at him.
“Not yet,” she said before bending her head to take him inside her mouth. This time it was his turn to close his eyes. He held her head as she sucked him, taking every inch of him inside her mouth. He restrained himself from thrusting deep inside her throat. He maintained his composure as she withdrew him from her mouth and slowly ran her tongue around the tip of his swollen head. He suddenly felt an urge to explode inside her but he could not let himself finish yet. He held her head in his hands and pulled his rigid cock out of her mouth.
“ I need to be inside you,” he said softly as he turned her around and once again positioned her on all fours. He knelt in between her knees and
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