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His lips gently pressed against her nips, then his tongue moved seductively inside, so hot and wet, playing with hers with gentle strokes in his mouth. The sensation of feeling made Laurel's body weak, her fingers gripped Aaron's hair, making it disheveled.

The man was completely on top of her now, his huge body covered her tiny body. Aaron rested on his elbows and knees and sank his head in the beauty of Laurel's ripe breasts. The man adored hers, fondled it with his tongue and sucked on hers slowly, causing her to let out anxious moans at the sensation that was just the first time she felt.

Satisfied, Aaron lifted his head and kissed the tip of Laurel's panting nose, their breath clouding with intense passion. When he shifted his body, she felt his manhood harden there, rubbing against her crotch, so hard and ready.

His fingers lowered Laurel's dress, helped her lift her body so that the dress finally fell off completely. It was thrown to the floor, leaving her lying naked under his still fully clothed body, only with white silk underwear wrapped around her femininity.

“You're so beautiful, Laurel.”

Aaron's lips went down to Laurel's neck, kissed her neck passionately, then down her chest, rewarding her with a soft kiss on both nips. The man leaned over and kissed Laurel on the stomach, making her feel a hot sensation running through her stomach, towards her womanhood.

Suddenly, the man pulled Laurel's underwear down. Reflexively she pressed her legs together, trying to cover herself. However, Aaron restrained her with his fingers, raised his head and looked at Laurel with his eyes sparkling with passion.

“Don't cover yourself from your husband,” his voice was deep, dominating. “I want to see and taste my wife's whole body.”

Aaron's words made Laurel tremble with passion. She continued to tremble as he pulled her panties down, through one thigh and off her leg. However, he let the underwear still roll up on her other thigh.

Aaron moved his fingers gently. With a sensual gesture, he slowly lowered the silk panties from Laurel's thighs, while allowing his fingers to run across her thighs, sending out signs of passion that were like electric stings there.

When he reached Laurel's feet, Aaron removed the underwear from her body, then stared at his wife's entire naked body. His wife… naked beneath him and ready to be owned by him.

Aaron's head was dizzy with excitement and anticipation as he moved his fingers again, slowly drifting from Laurel's knees and up to her thighs, until he touched her femininity. Only a fraction of a second he touched there and Laurel's body gasped, tiptoeing in shock by the strange sting that had stung her instantly.

Aaron smiled. Laurel is very sensitive and ready for him. His fingers touched her femininity, played gently with expert strokes, made her half awake; confused at the sensation rushing through her body, all at once, afraid.

“Aaron, I… don't touch there…!”

“Sssshh…. Calm down, honey.” Aaron let Laurel lie down again, enjoying it. “I will give you pleasure from my whole body, from my fingers, from my lips….”

The man looked down, then kissed Laurel's femininity softly, making her squirm, trying to tighten her thighs, shocked by the extraordinary intimacy Aaron showed her.

“Aaron, not there! My God, Aaron…!”

“Later, I'll teach you to touch me too, baby, with your fingers, with your lips….” Aaron's breath was like hot steam on Laurel's femininity, making her tremble. “Now, let me give you pleasure.”

Aaron's tongue penetrated, found the most sensitive point in her femininity and played with it expertly. His tongue was as hot as his lips, which could fondle expertly, with full of adoration.

Laurel lay there with foggy eyes, breathless and hovering at the immense sensation of pleasure that enveloped her body, sourced from her femininity. The movements of Aaron's lips and tongue were so skillful, that Laurel groaned many times when he deliberately moved his tongue around, teasing her sensitive point. It made Laurel seem taken to an unknown edge of accomplishment.

The woman closed her eyes. She was almost to the edge. She bit her lip, felt a sensation of heat overtaking her and shaking her. It was about to take her to a place she didn't know before. Her breath was gasping, her heart was beating fast, her eyes were closed absorbing the pleasure.

However, Aaron suddenly stopped.

The man stopped his fondling of Laurel's femininity, making her open her eyes half in protest. However, Aaron's smile was so sensual and secretive, it made Laurel tremble at the passion he gave her.

“No, you have to wait for me. We will reach the peak of that pleasure together.”

The man straightened up and rested on his knees which straddled Laurel's naked body. He opened his shirt, showing a bare chest with gleaming golden bronze skin. Like brown silk, smooth and hot, enveloping the stiff, stiff muscles of his body. Makes Laurel feel an overwhelming urge to touch him.

The man then half stood up and took off his pants. All of his clothes were finally thrown to the floor. Now Laurel looked at a man kneeling naked above her, with an incredibly beautiful body and a hardened masculinity ready for her.

Aaron was beautiful in her nakedness and the man was her husband.

The memory of that fact flooded Laurel's mind with sensual thoughts, thoughts that she had never dared to think about. Aaron smiled gently, then grabbed Laurel's finger and kissed her in a wet, sensual kiss.

“Will you touch me?”

Laurel nodded her head and the man brought her fingers to his hard masculinity ready for her. Laurel touched the silky manhood and caressed it. Makes Aaron let out a slightly loud moan. Hearing the groan, she was about to pull back her fingers, but Aaron held her back.

“Don't,” muttered Aaron under his breath. “Go on, honey, get to know me. "

Laurel's tiny fingers caressed Aaron's manhood, making him grit his teeth, holding back his moan. Laurel was amazed, because it turns out that what looks so hard can feel so smooth and soft. Curiously, she explored Aaron's body, studied it, recognized it. Until then Aaron took Laurel's hand and held her fingers.

“Enough, I think I'll explode if you carry on.”

With great passion the man pressed back on top of Laurel; their position is so fitting: the man meets the woman.

“Open your thighs, baby.”

Aaron half helped Laurel open her thighs and let his manhood push between her thighs, squeezing her femininity. The man rubbed his body gently, sending out electric shocks that made her body burn.

“You're wet and ready for me.” Aaron touched Laurel with his manhood, feeling how hot and wet she was underneath. “Let me have you, baby.”

The man rested on his elbows and thrust his hips, pressing Laurel's body with great skill. However, the obstacle was strong enough that Aaron had to press several times, looking for a way to integrate his body into Laurel's, completing the enjoyment.

Gently, the man rubbed his body against the edge of Laurel's feminine lips, preparing her. Slowly but surely, he tried to enter little by little. When he found that point, Aaron pushed without warning, pressing hard and entering Laurel's body.

What Laurel felt then was excruciating pain.

His husband's virility pushed her into her body and she was shocked at the great power trying to unite itself with her. Laurel groaned, trying to push Aaron's body away from the pain she was feeling.

“Don't push me, baby, relax, accept me,” Aaron whispered softly into Laurel's ear, his body pushing again.

When he finally broke through the barrier, he pressed himself deeply and restrained himself from moving, lifting his head and kissing Laurel on the cheek gently. The woman was in pain during the process and Aaron couldn't help her much. Now the man is kissing her gently, helping her to relax and enjoy, helping her to escape the pain in her femininity.

“Does it still hurt?” Aaron wiped the tears from the corners of Laurel's eyes. “You want me to stop first?”

Laurel was touched by Aaron's tenderness. She shook her head, letting the man kiss her. He gently began to move his body, it hurt a bit for Laurel at first, felt something foreign rub against her sensitive body. However, then the rhythm began to be felt. Every time Aaron moved, Laurel began to enjoy the sensual tantrums that were being sent from her womanhood to all over her body. Making her groan while holding on to Aaron's body.

Their bodies were both sweaty, on the bed with white sheets that were now messy. Aaron moved his body inside Laurel's, at first gently and carefully. However, when he felt Laurel's body begin to respond with bright breaths and soft moans, he moved with passion, leading them to their respective heights of passion.

When the peak was almost there, Aaron guided Laurel, leading him to reach the extraordinary summit. As Laurel groaned over her accomplishment at the top, Aaron felt her body grip his manhood firmly inside. It made him unable to take it anymore, until it exploded inside Laurel's body.

The pleasure was so intense and extraordinary, that it made their bodies weak. Aaron lay on top of Laurel's body, holding his elbows and knees so as not to put his weight on his wife's body. His head lay on a pillow next to his wife's head. The two of them were breathing hard. His head was still filled with the fog of pleasure.

It's great to make love with a loved one. His achievements really cannot be described in words. Aaron opened his eyes and kissed Laurel's tiny ear that was in front of him.

“Am I satisfying you?”

Laurel was still trying to normalize her breathing. Did Aaron satisfy her? Of course. If it was true that the tremendous explosion her body felt and sent her flying to the seventh level was something people called an orgasm, it means Aaron has given her the most great orgasm. Laurel had no comparisons, but her satisfied body knew.

“Yes, Aaron, you are.”

The man smiled passionately and kissed Laurel again. He then lifted his head and pulled his body which was still immersed in Laurel's body carefully.

Laurel groaned as she felt the discomfort hurting her in her body. The pain was felt. When their orgasm was over, it started to ache a little. Aaron let go, then lay down next to Laurel. He turned his head and looked at her with a smile of guilt.

“Sorry, that must hurt a lot.”

Laurel just nodded her head. She suddenly felt embarrassed. They had done the most intimate thing a husband and wife could do and now they were naked together on the bed. However, it didn't seem like it bothered Aaron. The man was pensive, thinking of something.

“I've never made love to a virgin before,” Aaron muttered softly. “You are my first virgin.”

And you were my first man, Laurel thought to herself, suddenly feeling incredibly sleepy.