"I want to take off the damn clothes that make it hard for me to reach your beautiful body," whispered Dean with a low groan.
Bryana understood and immediately sat down, let Dean take off his robe, then pulled the dress up until it came off and left only her black lacy bra and underwear. Her breathing started to become irregular because her husband was looking at her so intensely, coldly, as if he was preparing to pounce on her.
Dean took off his t-shirt because he started to feel hot just by looking at Bryana's beauty. after that he returned to push his wife slowly until he lay back down and returned to kissing her chest, occasionally giving a small bite and then kissing her again.
"Aghhh .. God!" Bryana started to moan and looked up at the ceiling of the bed which was a white curtain, while her hands were squeezing Dean's hair until it fell apart. The kisses and bites were so good that she felt her lower body begin to twitch and get wet.
