As soon as I returned from my parents’ house to my in-laws’ house, my husband made me sit on his dick and fucked me

He moved on to both of my tender nipples, his tongue swirling around them, teasing and tantalizing. I was consumed by a wave of pleasure, my body responding with abandon. He then spread my legs wide, pushing two fingers deep into my wetness. I gasped, overwhelmed by the sensation as he began to stroke me rapidly. My mind raced, my senses heightened. He felt like Kamadeva himself today, eager to unleash his desires upon me. His fingers moved with urgency, driving me closer and closer to the edge. I reached out, trying to stop him, but he ignored my plea, pushing deeper, seeking total control. I arched my back instinctively, welcoming his touch.

He continued for what felt like an eternity, his movements relentless, until finally, a white fluid escaped from my depths, coating his fingers. He licked it clean, savoring every drop before returning to me, his eyes burning with desire. Then, he lifted me onto his lap, transforming me into a horse, my legs spread wide, my body arched in anticipation. He leaned down, his lips finding my plump buttocks, his tongue tracing their contours. I moaned, lost in the sensation, “Uuu…Uu…Uuu…Oohh—Ooh…Ooh Ahhhhhhh…See See See…Ha Ha Ha..Oh Ho Ho….” My heart pounded with a mixture of excitement and longing. After sixty long days, I was finally experiencing the pleasure I craved. He stroked my rounded buttocks gently, his touch both tender and possessive. It felt incredible.