Mona turned her head innocently to look at his face. "I'm all yours Mona, it's only you I have." Looking into his eyes, she felt her heart enlarging.
"Is that true?" She always doubted him, why?
"Yes, so you can look at me."
She smiled because he said she was only the one he had, she looked down into the bowl to see him shaking his rod but didn't tuck his groin inside his trousers. He looked at her and smiled.
"I didn't shave," he whispered only for her to laugh and press her head to his chest. "I'm embarrassed but I don't feel like shaving." She listened to him attentively. "Tell me when you shaved," he insisted.
She looked at him and lowered her gaze only for it to land on his dick that was held by his hand. He was still hugging her. "The night before our wedding," her voice was low.
"Hmm," he teased her. "What was my sexy wife expecting by shaving a night before her wedding?" He looked away so she could blush.
