11-30-2021, 10:14 PM
Carsen looked at him from under darkened eyes, feeling him pulsing more and more. His husband's touch lit him up more than ever. Maybe the atmosphere helped because they were actually talking more casually and although their blushed cheeks were still red they both didn't feel embarrassed as if they had done it so often that they were used to the feeling.
Carsen's fingers began to follow the length of his arm, and one by one he unbuttoned the buttons of his shirt, looking deep into his eyes. He was like a charmed puppy. He craved attention and affection. He gasped softly, feeling Fabian's fingers guillotine his skin. Instinctively, he lifted his hips and sat his bare buttocks on the nobleman's thighs. He was like a hypnotized man. Thoughtful moves.
He put his arms around his neck, stroking his cheek coquettishly, without restraint. "Don't you know anything about pregnancy, husband? I need touch, passion... Should I go to someone else for that? I think that would be inappropriate," he murmured quietly in his ear, and then touched his hand, which was on his stomach
Carsen's fingers began to follow the length of his arm, and one by one he unbuttoned the buttons of his shirt, looking deep into his eyes. He was like a charmed puppy. He craved attention and affection. He gasped softly, feeling Fabian's fingers guillotine his skin. Instinctively, he lifted his hips and sat his bare buttocks on the nobleman's thighs. He was like a hypnotized man. Thoughtful moves.
He put his arms around his neck, stroking his cheek coquettishly, without restraint. "Don't you know anything about pregnancy, husband? I need touch, passion... Should I go to someone else for that? I think that would be inappropriate," he murmured quietly in his ear, and then touched his hand, which was on his stomach