"Ahh! ~~ So good! ~~" Harry enjoyed the sensation, tilting his head back with his eyes tightly closed, letting the warm water caress his body from head to toe.
The warm water flowed down Harry's body, sliding over his chest, abdomen, lower belly, and finally gathering at his crotch.
As the woman sucked, the warm water also trickled along Harry's penis, flowing into her mouth.
Soon, Harry could feel that the woman's mouth was already full of warm liquid. Her plump cheeks made clear "slurping" and "gulping" sounds as she sucked on his penis.
Lubricated by the water, the pleasure of the blowjob grew even more intense.
Harry finally couldn't hold back anymore and opened his eyes, looking down at the naked beauty giving him head between his legs.
"Wife..." Harry's guess wasn't wrong. At this moment, the only one who would sneak in to give him a blowjob was Wanda.
Seeing Wanda crouching naked between his legs, eyes closed, working hard to suck his penis, Harry felt moved but also a little guilty.
After all, his wife was currently pregnant. Having her serve him like this naturally made Harry feel somewhat bad.
"Wanda, that's enough, get up quickly. This will tire you out," Harry said tenderly, hurriedly supporting Wanda.
"Hubby, did I... did I not do it well? Or did I hurt you?"
Wanda looked up at Harry with a pleading expression, her eyes filled with panic and guilt, thinking she had failed to satisfy her husband.
"Not at all! It felt amazing just now! When you took me into your mouth just now, my whole body went weak. Silly girl, your husband just can't bear to see you like this. You're pregnant now, and squatting isn't good for the baby."
Gently helping Wanda up, Harry chuckled and said, "Let your husband take care of bathing you instead."
"It's fine, I don't feel any different yet. I went to the hospital for a checkup today, and the doctor said all my indicators are excellent. The baby must be very healthy!"
Wanda smiled sweetly, leaning happily into Harry's embrace. She shyly reached down and grasped Harry's erect, burning-hot penis, whispering softly, "Hubby, we... we haven't made love in days... You must be really pent up by now... I... I want to suck you off... so you can feel better..."
"Silly wife, even if you want to give me head, we should wait until we're lying in bed, cozy under the blankets. Squatting like this is too tiring for you!"
Harry looked at Wanda with deep emotion, his heart nearly melting.
A wife this good could soften even the hardest-hearted man.
And Harry was, by nature, a man of deep emotions.
"Come, let me bathe you! ~~" With a mischievous grin, Harry took a step back, turned Wanda around, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist from behind. Kissing her earlobe, he whispered lustfully, "Darling, you must be pent up too these past few days, right? Let your husband take care of you too..."
"Ah? Hubby! ~~ It tickles! ~~ I can't... can't take it! ~~"
Feeling Harry's burning body pressed against her back and his warm lips teasing her sensitive earlobe, Wanda immediately moaned uncontrollably.
Especially when Harry's thick, hard penis slid between the plump, snow-white cheeks of her buttocks, making her both nervous and excited, her whole body going weak.
"Darling, relax! ~~ Your husband knows his limits, I won't hurt our baby! ~~"
With a wicked smile, Harry's hand on Wanda's lower belly began slowly moving upward, grasping her increasingly firm and full breasts, gently kneading and fondling them.
Since becoming pregnant, Wanda's breasts seemed to grow bigger every day.
From Harry's vantage point, her breasts were perfectly round, full, and perky, with her nipples and areolas standing out prominently, making the pink tips even more pronounced.
Visually, his wife's breasts had become even more beautiful!
Not only were they pale and soft, but their shape was also incredibly full and lifted, exuding an irresistible allure.
Like two proudly standing mangoes, perfectly rounded with a pointed tip.
But in his hands, they felt slightly firmer than before.
While firm, perky breasts looked appealing, soft ones were far more pleasurable to touch.
A young girl's breasts might look plump and firm, but they felt too hard.
Truly comfortable breasts might appear saggy or plump, but when held and played with, they were wonderfully soft and warm, an absolute delight to touch.
Harry just squeezed a few times and felt that Wanda's breasts were simply incomparable to her mother-in-law's in terms of feel. He quickly lost interest in continuing to play with the heavy, full breasts and instead focused on Wanda's two pointed, protruding pink nipples.
"Darling, your nipples are so pointy today. Why are they sticking out so much?" Harry asked lustfully, kissing Wanda's ear while lewdly teasing her.
"Mmh!~~ Mm!~~ Hubby!~~ Ah!~~ Ah mm!~~ You're so bad!~~ It's all because you touched me!~~ Who told you to seduce me like this, you jerk!~~ It tickles so much!~~ I feel so restless, hubby!~~ Touch me harder!~~" Wanda squirmed uncomfortably, her delicate body rubbing against Harry's. The warm water moistened their naked bodies, making their slick, water-beaded skin feel especially warm and pleasant.
"Wife, you've worked hard these past few days!~~ Let me take good care of you!~~" Harry excitedly licked Wanda's ear, cupping her heavy, jade-like breasts with his palms before gently pinching her two pink, erect nipples between his thumb and forefinger. He began teasing them, lightly twisting and kneading.
"Ah!~~ Ahh!~~ It tickles!~~ So ticklish!~~ Mmh!~~ So ticklish!~~ Hubby!~~ I can't take it!~~ I!~~ Ah!~~ Hah!~~ Mmh!~~ It's too much!~~ So ticklish!~~ Hubby!~~ I want it!~~ I can't hold back anymore!~~ Ah!~~ Ahh!~~ Mmh!~~" The intense stimulation of her sensitive nipples immediately made Wanda moan and pant with pleasure.
Harry's caresses were like an addictive drug, leaving Wanda both unbearably aroused and desperately craving more.
Coupled with the warm water flowing over her body, the cozy, relaxing sensation made her feel immersed in pure bliss.
"Baby, does it feel good? Do you like it when hubby plays with your nipples?" Harry gently kissed Wanda's slender neck, breathing heavily as he whispered tenderly in her ear.
"I... I like it!~~ Mmh!~~ Hah!~~ I love it!~~ Hubby!~~ Kiss me!~~ I want it!~~" Wanda's face burned hot as she turned her dazed eyes toward Harry, panting as she kissed his cheeks, endlessly demanding his passionate kisses.
Harry leaned in slightly, his lips brushing against Wanda's luscious red lips. With just that light touch, Wanda immediately lost control, hungrily sealing her lips against Harry's and sucking on them greedily.
Harry's tongue slipped in effortlessly, immediately caught by Wanda's eager mouth as their slippery tongues twisted and tangled together.
"Hubby!~~ I want it!~~ Mmm!~~ Slurp!~~ Mmm!~~ Kiss me!~~ Kiss me harder!~~" Wanda was like dry kindling set ablaze, her desire roaring to life under Harry's simple teasing.
In just a short while, Harry could feel Wanda's body burning with feverish heat. She writhed incessantly, as if desperate to merge her body completely with his.
As Wanda moved, Harry's penis, nestled between the cheeks of her buttocks, was rubbed fiercely by her slippery, tightly clenched ass, sending waves of heat through him.
The passionate Wanda was like a raging fire, endlessly stoking the flames of Harry's desire.
With his beautiful wife in his arms, so wild and consumed by lust, it was impossible for Harry not to feel aroused.
But the moment he remembered the baby in Wanda's belly, his hand, which had already reached between her thighs, hesitated and stopped on her flat, delicate abdomen, torn and uncertain.
"Hubby!~~ I can't take it anymore!!~~ I'm so restless!~~ Too restless!~~ Mmh!~~ Hah!~~ Hubby!~~ I want it so bad!~~ I really want it!~~ What do I do!~~ Mmh mmh!~~ I can't hold back!~~ I!~~ Mmh!~~ I'm so restless!~~" This time, it was Wanda who broke first. She grabbed Harry's hand and pulled it straight to her dripping crotch, panting and begging, "Hubby!~~ Help me!~~ I!~~ I can't take it anymore!~~ Touch me!~~ Touch me!~~ Don't stop!~~ Mmh!~~ Ah~~ Hah!~~ Touch me!~~"
"Huff!~~ Huff!~~" Harry gasped heavily as he responded to Wanda's feverish kisses, but his heart was filled with conflict.
With his wife so desperate, his primal instincts screamed at him to indulge in wild, unrestrained sex with her.
But as a father, he couldn't stop worrying about the baby in her womb.
Torn between these thoughts, Harry's breathing grew increasingly ragged, and beads of sweat even formed on his forehead.