Maranda
Oh god, if this was a dream again, don’t wake me up. I don’t think I could take another day of being horny as hell and not be able to do anything about it until well after dark when the kids were asleep. And even then, me taking care of myself wasn’t anything that could compare to this. His mouth collided with mine in the most primal, s****l, animalistic ways. I couldn’t help but moan. This only gave his tongue access to my mouth, and he didn’t waste the opportunity to drive the kiss up a notch. Which only led to another moan, this time not just from me. Moving my hands, I ran them up his shoulders and into his hair, pulling him impossibly closer. It has been so long since I had been touched I hadn’t realized how badly I had missed it. And the way his hand moved over my body, teas
