"Hmmm. Lara," he led her to the couch. Lara didn't realize that his hand had entered into her school uniform. He unfastened her bra and grabbed her two healthy breasts.
Dylan's hand moved again—down to her middle part. He pulled down her panties and only her skirt was left. Lara felt his warm palm caressing her most intimate part.
"Ohhh.. Dylan, the door might be open." But her husband didn't seem to hear anything and just continued to worship her healthy breasts.
She felt Dylan forcefully insert his middle finger into her hole. Her skirt didn't hinder him and Dylan continued to play with her femininity while his lips was busy with her breasts. They were moaning at the same time. Lara was so afraid that someone might suddenly enter—but it seemed that it had disappeared from her mind be
