Ethan lifted Helena with his arms, holding her tightly, embracing her with his power. Helena's hands clung to her husband's neck to prevent herself from falling backward. Ethan's hard cock was ready to enter Helena's wet slit.
Ethan couldn't recall doing anything that could have made Helena wet. But the reality was that Helena was indeed drenched down there. Her hole was clenching with anticipation, longing for Ethan to enter and satisfy her with his hot rod.
"How can you get wet just from sucking my dick?" Ethan teased playfully. His amber eyes gazed at her hungrily.
"Shut up!" Helena responded in an annoyed tone. She was wet. Yes! And it was his fault. "Ahh!"
Helena didn't have a chance to say anything else because Ethan's hard length had already entered her tight and wet slit, moving up and down, showcasing Ethan's strength as he supported Helena's weight.
