The gentle cry had just sounded when Harry, who was currently performing oral sex between Wanda's thighs, felt with horror how Wanda's vagina violently clenched and sucked. His sensitive tongue distinctly sensed being sucked inward toward the depths of her vagina, and then, a warm gush suddenly erupted forcefully from deep within!
By the time Harry retracted his tongue, it was already too late to dodge. Wanda's glistening, sweet, and lewd squirting love juices shot straight onto Harry's face in a powerful spray.
Harry only felt a warmth on his cheek before being splattered with Wanda's ejaculated fluids. Whether it was due to Wanda's pregnancy or simply how she naturally was, those shimmering, warm juices carried not even the slightest hint of a foul or fishy odor. Instead, they had a faint sweetness and the delicate, distinctive scent of Wanda's natural body fragrance.
Harry lightly sniffed and found himself not the least bit repulsed.
"Ah!~~ Ha!~~ Ha!~~ So good!~~ Ah!~~ I!~~ I'm cumming!~~ Ah!~~ Ha!~~ Hubby!~~ Hubby!~~ I feel so good!~~ I!~~ So amazing!~~ So wonderful!~~ Hubby!~~ You're so good!~~"
After her climax, Wanda leaned against the wall, utterly satisfied, panting heavily with her chest heaving rapidly. Her entire body was flushed, as if ripened to perfection.
Her long starved body had finally received the comfort it craved, granting Wanda immense satisfaction and release, both physically and mentally. The pent up desires of the past few days were thoroughly unleashed.
"Did it feel good, darling? Look at you, you sprayed it all over my face."
Seeing Wanda's expression of contentment and pleasure, Harry felt quite pleased as well. Between husband and wife, it was only natural to satisfy and please one another.
A lonely woman, no matter how reserved, couldn't resist temptation, especially someone as alluring as Wanda. Over the years, Harry had deeply appreciated his wife's kindness toward him, and seeing her so fulfilled brought him joy.
"Ah!~~ Hubby!~~ I'm sorry!~~ I!~~ I didn't... didn't notice just now!~~ It felt too good!~~ I!~~" Seeing Harry's face covered in her fluids, Wanda immediately reached out shyly to wipe it off, apologizing profusely with a guilty expression.
"It's fine, darling. Your love juice is fragrant and pleasant—might even have beautifying effects."
Laughing without a care, Harry stood up and wrapped his arms around Wanda's slender waist, leering playfully. "Darling, now that you're satisfied, it's my turn, isn't it?" As he spoke, Harry twisted his waist, sliding his erect penis directly into Wanda's moist crotch, rubbing gently against her labia.
"Mmm!~~ Hubby!~~ I... I'll finish you with my mouth!~~" Blushing deeply, Wanda lowered her head shyly, her long eyelashes fluttering as she whispered softly. Her delicate hands were already wrapped around Harry's shaft, stroking it tenderly.
"Good! I'll rinse off quickly and wait for you on the bed!~~" Grinning excitedly, Harry pinched Wanda's cute nose, gave himself a quick rinse under the showerhead, then hurriedly dried off before dashing back to the bedroom.
His wife today exuded an irresistibly seductive aura.
Harry felt as though Wanda had transformed recently, becoming someone who ignited his desire and passion like never before.
The memory of her secretly forcing herself to give him oral earlier sent waves of heat coursing through him, filling him with eager anticipation for what she would do next. Seeing his wife grow more and more alluring under his guidance gave Harry a strong sense of accomplishment.
Naked on the bed, Harry covered himself with the blanket, gripping his swollen, throbbing penis in excitement as he waited for Wanda to finish showering and step out of the bathroom.
Before long, the sound of running water in the bathroom ceased abruptly, and with it, Harry's pounding heart seemed to skip a beat.
Then, wrapped in a snow white towel, Wanda emerged gracefully, her shy steps delicate and alluring. Her damp hair, not yet dried, dripped glistening beads onto her fair shoulders. The half open robe revealed the plump fullness of her breasts and the deep cleavage between them, while her long, flawless legs trembled slightly, exuding an irresistible allure.
Even after years of marriage, this was the first time Harry realized just how seductive his wife could be.
Among the three Mackerel Sisters, Wanda had always considered herself the most ordinary, which made her act rather insecure around relatives and friends. Before this, Harry had also thought that among the sisters, Wanda was the least attractive in terms of looks and figure.
Now, Harry suddenly realized that his wife's figure and appearance were actually not inferior at all. Compared to Clara and Elena, his wife Wanda might not seem stunning at first glance, but after spending time with her, he discovered that she was the type who grew on you.
Like a piece of art, at first glance it might seem unremarkable, but upon closer examination and study, you would uncover its beauty and charm. Wanda was precisely that kind of woman, one who was intriguing and became more captivating the more you explored her.
"Husband!~~ I've finished bathing!~~" Wanda blushed shyly as she walked to Harry's side, curtsied, and said with a sweet smile.
This movement immediately loosened the towel wrapped around her body. Whether intentional or not, her chest was inadvertently exposed, revealing most of her plump, snow-white breasts. Her two delicate pink nipples stood erect, indescribably alluring.
"Ah!~~" Wanda let out a shy scream and hurriedly covered her chest with her hands.
This half-covered, bashful demeanor only further excited Harry, making him uncontrollably aroused.
"Huff!~~ Huff!~~" Harry panted heavily, his excitement surging as he grabbed Wanda's bathrobe and flung it aside. Like a starving tiger pouncing on its prey, he embraced Wanda and pinned her down on the bed.
"My little darling!~~ You're driving me crazy!~~ I can't take it anymore!~~ Your husband is going to devour you tonight!~~" Harry gasped as he pressed Wanda's arms down, spread her smooth, delicate legs apart, and thrust his penis toward her pussy.
"Ah!~~ No!~~ No!! Ah!~~ Husband!~~ Don't be reckless!~~ Calm down!~~ Calm down!~~ There's a baby in my belly!~~ You can't do this!~~" Wanda screamed, struggling to close her legs tightly, refusing to let Harry's penis penetrate her. After a bout of wrestling, both of them were left panting and exhausted.
"No! Husband! Really, no! Don't be impulsive. For the baby's sake, we have to endure! Just ninety more days, and then... then you can fuck me as many times as you want!~~" Seeing that her husband had finally calmed down, Wanda let out a relieved sigh, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said to Harry with a gentle smile.
"Fine... for the baby, I'll endure a little longer!~~ Wife, you're so irresistible today. How come I never noticed how alluring you were before?"
Harry rolled onto his back, wrapping his arms around Wanda and kneading her breasts as he stared blankly at the ceiling.
"It's because I was too... too shy before!~~ After talking to Mother today, I realized something. We're husband and wife. There's nothing shameful between us. Not being able to satisfy my husband and make him happy—that's what's truly shameful for a woman."
Wanda looked at Harry earnestly, her watery eyes blinking shyly as she said, "Husband, I'm sorry for teasing you today but not being able to give you what you want!~~ Then let me satisfy you properly with my mouth!~~"
With that, Wanda slipped under the covers like a slippery little fish, her soft, tender tongue gliding along Harry's chest. The tingling pleasure immediately made Harry squint in delight.
Wanda gently kissed Harry's chest, leaving bright red hickeys as she moved downward. Finally, she took one of his nipples into her mouth, mimicking how Harry would suck on hers, teasing and swirling her tongue around it.
A man's nipples were just as sensitive as a woman's. Under Wanda's attentive care, Harry's entire body relaxed into a state of blissful numbness.
Seeing Harry's expression of enjoyment, Wanda's delicate hands began to glide along his body, moving from his abdomen to his thighs before circling his erect penis with feather-light strokes. The electrifying sensations made Harry shudder with pleasure.
In the past, whenever Harry asked Wanda to touch him, she would refuse outright. Even when he begged her to scratch his back, she would lazily dismiss him or half-heartedly comply. But today was completely different.
Today, Wanda caressed him with meticulous care, her gentle touches perfectly stimulating the sensitive nerves on his skin. Every brush of her fingers sent waves of pleasure coursing through him.
It wasn't until Wanda wrapped her slender fingers around his throbbing length that Harry snapped out of his daze.
Her soft, delicate hand stroked his swollen penis, reigniting the flames of desire that Harry had barely managed to suppress. His breathing, which had just steadied, grew ragged once more.
"Darling, lie on your stomach. Let me massage your shoulders!~~" Wanda whispered tenderly into Harry's ear, her breath warm against his skin as she rubbed her cheek against his.
"Okay!!" Harry eagerly flipped onto his stomach, lying obediently on the bed as he waited expectantly for his wife's massage.