In the morning when She woke up, she felt soreness between her legs.
Groaning in tiredness she wriggled but found herself caged in two arms and on the top she was still naked.
She started to hate herself more, then slowly looked at her husband who was laying down over her body as if she was his favorite mattress.
His weight was suffocating her and his positive grip over her body made her feel angry.
She tried to push him away but it was hard for her to do that, tears welled up in her eyes and soon they started brimming down from the side of her eyes.
His curves are poking her soft skin, and she could feel his morning hardness on her navel.
He was holding her as if she would vanish any second, one of his legs was tangled around her and his face was buried between her blossoms.
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