Her moans drove me crazy. I could feel the blood rushing into my penis, so I quickly pulled out.
Confused, Flora looked at me with her watery eyes, which were full of lust and dissatisfaction. Her red lips parted, as if she wanted to ask me why I stopped.
Smiling faintly, I turned her around and made her kneel on the edge of the bed,
Flora got down on all fours obediently. Obviously, she wanted more. I slapped her butt.
“Ah!” Flora raised her head and moaned. Her body trembled, and more liquid flowed out from her vagina.
I guided my cock into her vagina again. It slid inside with ease. Before Flora could catch her breath, I began to fuck her again.
1 leaned forward and licked her smooth back. Flora trembled, her whole body responding to my touch. Her breasts swayed rhythmically to my thrusting. I caught them and squeezed them, murmuring, “Honey, I love you.”
Flora whimpered and tightened her vagina. She tried to turn her head to kiss me, and I immediately met her halfway. Every time I thrust inside her, my balls slapped against her buttocks, making lewd sounds.
Biting the sheet, Flora trembled violently, moaning, “Yes… Yes… Faster…”
I grabbed her butt cheeks with both hands and thrust my dick inside her as deeply as I could. Flora shrieked and came again, and her violently convulsing pussy made me climax at the same time. I raised my head and gasped, speeding up as I thrust into her. Finally, I ejaculated my seed into the depths of her pussy.
But I didn’t pull out my cock right away. Instead, I turned Flora around and kissed her deeply. Then I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.
We had sex two more times in the bathroom. It wasn’t until we were both completely out of breath that our late night session came to an end.
We lay down on the bed. I held her with one hand and made a pillow for her with the other hand. Then I rested my head on her neck. When I was about to fall sleep, Flora suddenly thought of something and shook me awake. “I’m going to stay the night at Crystal’s place tomorrow.”
I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, but Flora didn’t let it go. She kept kissing and rubbing against me, acted like a spoiled child, “Just for one night. Come on. You’re the best husband in the world, okay?”
I didn’t say anything because I hated it when Flora wasn’t by my side. Ever since we got married, I had always brought her with me except on special occasions.
I had gotten used to having sex with her almost every night. How could I let her stay at someone else’s place for the night?
I was deep in thought when a petite hand slipped into my trousers and gently stroked my cock. “Come on, just this one time.”
I took a deep breath and opened my eyes to look at Flora, whose hand was making trouble. I said in a hoarse voice, “Just this once.”
After saying that, I climbed on top of her once more, ready for the next round.
Crystal’s POV
In the afternoon, as I got ready to take Arron for a walk in the garden, I spotted Flora walking up to me with a huge stuffed bag in her hand. Warren trailed her with a scowl.
I grabbed Arron’s hand and walked toward them. In a confused voice, I asked, “Don’t you have to attend the summit today?”
After the parade, a summit was held by the packs for several days. The agenda was usually exchanging experiences or resources. I was worried about coming face-to-face with Rufus, so I pretended that I was unwell and didn’t attend it.
Warren and Flora attended the summit the past few days ago. It was quite a surprise that they skipped it and came to see me today.
“A meeting is never as important as my bestie! You’re going to return to the border pack in a few days. I have already discussed with Warren that I’m spending our remaining days here with you!” Flora replied gleefully.
I instantly understood the reason for Warren’s scowl. I thought to myself that he was very attached to Flora and couldn’t stay apart from her for one moment.
Noticing the little boy beside me, Flora immediately crouched down and said, “Hello Arron, I’m Flora.”
Arron politely greeted her back, “Nice to meet you. I’m Arron.”
Flora was so amused by the seriousness on Arron’s face that she burst into laughter. Then she pulled Warren down and said, “This old man is Warren.”
Arron was puzzled as he asked, “Aren’t you a couple?”
Hearing his question, Warren’s face darkened. He instantly blurted out, “We are a couple and I’m not old.”
“No, I’m still young but you are old.” Flora gently shoved Warren away with a mock-disgusted expression.
Warren didn’t want to let go of her. He held on to her shoulder tightly, unwilling to budge, his expression saying that she could do nothing to him.
I didn’t know how to respond. Flora and Warren had no problem displaying their love for each other in public.
I pulled Arron, who was thoroughly perplexed, closer to me and softly explained, “Arron, you can call them whatever you like. It doesn’t matter.”
Arron nodded and said, “Nice to meet you, Flora, and Warren the old man.”
Flora burst into laughter again. She ruffled Arron’s hair, took out some colorful lollipops from her pocket, and tucked them into his small pocket. “Good boy, these are your reward.”
Arron grinned happily and said, “Thank you. You’re so beautiful.”
“Aww, you are so sweet! What do you think about this old man then?”
Arron tilted his head to one side, deep in thought for a few moments, and answered, “He is also very beautiful.” Flora began giggling as she said, “You can’t tell a man that he is beautiful.”
I tried my best to restrain my laughter and listened to their prattle. I noticed that Arron had said that on purpose. Perhaps it was because Warren looked so fierce when he was being stoic, that Arron was taking time to warm up to him.
Warren pressed his lips into a thin line and gave up correcting Arron. He acted like he didn’t really care anyway, but later, when no one was watching, I heard him ask Arron not to call him an old man.
His competitive spirit left me speechless.
After dinner, Flora sent Warren away, telling him that no men were allowed at girls’ night.
Although Warren was reluctant, he gave in to Flora and left after a while. Before leaving, he left a pile of food and toys for Arron and Beryl. He was truly caring.
After persuading Arron to go to sleep, the long-lost girls ‘ night finally began, and we talked all night.
We were so excited that we seemed to be transported back to school again. We turned off the lights and snuggled under the same quilt. We chatted about every topic under the sun, including our lives and children, and our experiences in these past five years.
We fell asleep just before dawn broke. However, we were woken up by incessant knocking early in the morning.
I struggled to get out of bed and open the door. Flora thought it was Warren. She followed me, complaining loudly about the early hour.
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