Vincent enjoyed every taste in his wife's skin, and each her pleasure moan was music to his ears. Vincent savored every bite in his wife's skin, and each her pleasure moan was music to his ears. His hand carrying a flower basket found a nightstand and placed the basket on it.
Using both hands, Vincent pulled his wife closer to him and held her while taking pleasure in every curve of her body.
Without Cathy realizing it, Vincent led them to their room, and her husband immediately covered the door by kicking his leg without releasing his hug or fondling.
He really missed his wife, and his bed had been cold every night since they arrived on this island. How much he had to pent his frustration without making his wife noticed it.
