Looking at the woman with her lips and eyes swollen like grapes, Jaysen Smith shook his head and chuckled lightly. He scooped up her waist, and she fell squarely onto him, her head resting right on his chest where his heart was beating.
Jaysen sighed helplessly, "You really like to cause a fuss. You enjoy being dominated so much. Next time we do this, we won't do any preparations, straight to the main event, and see if you're still looking forward to it!"
Mr. Smith felt that he was too good to his wife. Every time he promised to dominate her, when push came to shove, he would choose to take good care of her. This woman was really getting carried away.
"Fine, let's go straight to it. You think I'd be scared? You think you'll be able to get hard without any preparation?"
