Her cunt was soaking wet, the natural lubricant flowing freely between folds of labial lips flowing down to the sheets.
Clear fluids stained silken sheets clinging stubbornly to fabric fibers.
Sticky moisture seeping through layers of material leaving visible stains.
Soft pink petals parted naturally inviting penetration.
Swollen clitoris peeked shyly from beneath protective hood eager for stimulation... The red button pulsed rhythmically demanding attention.
Glittering beads of arousal glistening brightly under dimmed lamp light. Pink slit quivered involuntarily beckoning intrusions yearning for fulfillment.
Sweet musky aroma fills the room permeating the atmosphere with an intoxicating fragrance reminiscent of orchids blooming during springtime.
Thick honeydew oozes slowly dribbling down inner thighs painting streaks of golden syrup across milky complexion.
"Nnnghhh.... Ahhh... Husband... Touch me more... Ahhh,"
Husband!?
'Does she think I am her husband!?...'
