When they found themselves alone, Marco placed her on his lap. The hardest thing was not to touch his wife intimately. He was in agony. Her beauty didn't help; she had become even more beautiful. Her youthful beauty had transformed into a beauty that was intensely feminine, his wife looked irresistibly attractive after childbirth, and he was overwhelmed with desire. Marco prayed that the hormones wouldn't lower his girl's libido, or he would be in real trouble. If he had to wait for her to want to be with him, he would wait, but it wouldn't be easy. These fifteen days were already testing all his self-control.
But Laura rubbed against his neck. When her lips fell on his, he moaned into her mouth. It was too much temptation to resist. He placed her on the table. She was wearing a button-up
