No matter if it's a black cat or a white cat, a cat that can catch the mouse is a good cat!
Of course, no matter what the reason, as long as it makes her willing to give herself to him, it's a good reason!
"Uh huh, that's right, who would make their husband go vegetarian on their wedding night!"
A smile was bursting from Michael Gordon's heart, even though Ivy Aretha's feigned reluctance had made him quite impatient, he still considered the fact that Ivy had been injured and the possible trauma he might have unintentionally caused her six years ago.
Michael Gordon's moves were slow and gentle, his foreplay seemed eternal. What patience!
"Michael Gordon!"
"Hmmm?" The man, who was kissing her neck, paused for a moment when he heard her sudden outcry, then released his lips to softly ask her, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Am I pressing on your wound?"
