You let me control you. Indian sex video You reach for me again, but I gently take your hands in mine and return them to being flat on our bed as I push you back. I grab your cock in my left hand, feeling the warm precum coating my fingers as I lift your left testicle and suck on it. A chance glance in the mirror reminds me of the dark hickeys with which you regularly mark me upon my most private areas. Yes!”
You cum. Resolution comes with clarity when I cry myself out and I am resolved to use all of my womanly gifts to restore you. You do so hesitantly, unaccustomed as you are to taking commands from anyone, least of all me, your dutiful and loving, but perfectly domesticated, wife. I withdraw, smiling at your upturned face and your closed eyes as I unbutton your shirt slowly. Your office seems so far away. I don’t wear white silk stockings and garters for you often enough but, turning to my left and right in the mirror, I can see why you find me aesthetically pleasing in them.
