Michael listened to me carefully at first, but as he listened, he frowned.
However, I kept complaining to him without being aware of it. On the contrary, the more I said, the more aggrieved I felt.
"You only want to have sex with me every day, as if I'm only for this purpose. The person you love isn't me at all. You just like my body. Maybe you need a bed partner..."
Finally, Michael couldn't take it anymore and lowered his head to kiss me, stopping me from saying more.
My indignance instantly turned into muffled cries.
Michael's warm lips and tongue swept through my mouth, occupying every bit of space inside. His surging and burning emotions were transmitted to me, along with his intense movements. He almost took my breath away, and my face was red because of the slight lack of oxygen.
