ANGELINE woke up as early as six-thirty in the morning, finding her husband's spot empty. She felt sad as it was the first time she woke up without him beside her. Then she recalled what happened before she went to sleep. Jacob was pissed. She wondered if he had left already when the fragrance of the shampoo hit her nose. She could hear the sound of cascading water hitting the floor, and her eyes passed through the bathroom, and found him.
She gasped at the image of her husband, his face upward and eyes closed, the water hitting his face. And as her eyes traveled to his lower body. She was speechless as her eyes glued to his hand, massaging his erected shaft up and down. Instantly, her toes curled, controlling her desire to join her husband's shower moment.
Shitting hell! Her brain screamed. She realized what her husband was doing at the moment. Her eyes traveled back to his face as she could hear him grunt like an animal.
Angeline ...
