Albert pressed Annabelle's body between old books and parchments that had a distinctive aroma in his senses. Albert's lips devoured her greedily, it was because they hadn't touched each other in a long time. Albert's lips pressed together, as if to make the sound of drums beating Annabelle's chest. Not only because of Albert's treatment, but also because this was an open place that people could enter suddenly, a new challenge for Annabelle.
They shouldn't be doing it here, it's very rude. But Annabelle began to forget that courtesy when Albert's touch left her unable to think but to enjoy what her husband gave her.
Albert's hand brushed Annabelle's dress between his lips. His hand rubbed the inside of Annabelle's leg and awakened her passion. What Albert did, quickly got his core wet.
