A Husband For Killer Mom

Richard’s actions had Anxia caught in the middle of an unsatisfied release. Coupled with her eyes that she can not see, the level of sensitivity of her skin has increased many times.

“Engh… Ahn…” Anxia let out another erotic sound as she tried to keep her hands above her head when she felt her husband’s long fingers dancing on her bare skin.

Slowly and without any emphasis on her body, Richard’s hands arrived at Anxia’s hips, where the last garment was still blocking the man’s lustful eyes with his favorite meal.

Anxia could feel her husband’s hands gently pulling on her underwear, and Anxia helped the man by slightly lifting her buttocks so that the man could remove the last piece of cloth covering his body quickly.

“Aaahh!” for the umpteenth time, Anxia let out a delicious sound when she felt her stomach invaded by light kisses. She even felt something wet licking his navel.

She knew that she felt her husband’s presence between her crotch. But what the man’s expression would look like or what action Richard would take next was inconceivable to her.

Anxia was completely blind and had no idea what would happen to her after this. She didn’t know which part of her body the man would feel—she didn’t even know when the man would turn into a beast.

The moment Richard managed to remove her underwear, Anxia felt her legs spread wide apart, making her pulse race nervously. She thought Richard would immediately eat her out, considering the man liked to drink her juice. But what the man did was different from what she expected.

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Richard lifted a leg and gave it a light kiss from the sole, making her ticklish. Not only that, Richard caressed her calf from bottom to top and then back down with a touch of feather lightness.

This made Anxia go crazy, and she couldn’t stop moaning her husband’s name deliciously. She never thought she could become so aroused even though her husband only gave her a light kiss and a gentle caress. Thanks to the blindfolded, her sense of sensitivity became stronger. Now Anxia felt her whole body vibrate and convulse deliciously as if her husband had entered her.

Satisfied with worshiping one leg, Richard paid equal attention to the other. It’s just that this time his caress continued to rise until it approached the most sensitive part of her lower area.

When Anxia thought Richard would touch her already itchy spot, the man lowered his hand again and stroked her calf, making Anxia groan in frustration. And when Anxia thought Richard was still caressing her feet, she felt the man’s fingers stroking the folds of her lower lip making her breath catch, and her back arched again.

It felt like the itchy part of his body was burning, and nothing could relieve the itching. Anxia wished there was something to scratch to relieve the itch, but the heat flared up even more when she felt the gentle touch of her husband.

Anxia’s breathing became increasingly erratic, and her whole body was covered with a red hue making Richard’s little brother twitch and want to enter his wife’s wet and warm burrow immediately.

No, no. Richard can’t get out of control. Right now, the most important thing is his wife’s satisfaction. Richard always reminded himself to control his lust.

Anxia wasn’t used to her husband’s slow-playing rhythm, so she had no idea what he was going to do. Suddenly, Richard put a finger through the fold of her lower lip, earning an extended pleasure groan from Anxia’s lips.

Richard didn’t stop giving light kisses to adoring his wife’s feet. He shifted his kisses up and over to follow his index finger, which was already hidden inside his wife’s feminine cave.

Richard pulled his finger back only to push it back, making the itchiness and heat inside Anxia increase even more. Anxia tried her best to keep her hands above her head, and her erotic struggle aroused Richard even more.

As Richard’s mouth almost reached the desirable lower lip, Richard bent his finger inside Anxia as if scratching the inside of her female wall, making Anxia experience the highest climax. However, this was nothing compared to what Richard had prepared for his wife. And he still wasn’t done with his activities.

Richard removed his finger and added two fingers simultaneously, loosening the narrow wet wall. Anxia’s body twitched deliciously while trying to cover her thighs because of the great pleasure that hit her inside.

Unfortunately, Richard was currently between Anxia’s legs, so she couldn’t cover her thighs. Richard didn’t let his wife cover up something pleasing to the eye and held her thighs to stay in place.

It’s just… Anxia’s body kept thrashing and writhing like a worm in heat, making it difficult for him to attack his wife’s G-spot continuously. He did have to tie his wife’s feet so she wouldn’t squirm too much. Noted Richard silently.

Imagining his wife’s naked body with her hands tied and her feet bound wide open boosted Richard’s lust, and he lowered his head to suck the tiny pearl hidden between the folds of his wife’s southern lips.

“Aaaanggh!!” For the umpteenth time, Anxia didn’t expect that attack; her body convulsed again and was now spewing out her release fluid so profusely.

Richard didn’t want to waste the most delicious juice in the world and replaced his finger with his mouth while gulping down the slimy white juice. However, it kept pouring endlessly due to his dancing tongue inside her, making him proud of himself.

“Xia Xia, today you produced twice as much drink as usual.”

Hearing her husband’s erotic words made her southern body itch again, and she could only curse her husband.

“Now I want to kill you.” Anxia wanted to show that she was furious and didn’t want to do it again. But the blush on her face and her hoarse tone revealed that she enjoyed what had happened to her. “Are you satisfied? Can I put my hand down now?” Of course, Anxia was too shy to admit it and wanted to end this unfair love game. However… as usual, Richard always drove her crazy with his unexpected answers.

“Of course not. We haven’t even reached the main menu yet.”

WHAT?!

Anxia could only surrender when she felt Richard open her lower lip with his two fingers and then put something in.

What is that thing? It was longer and thicker than Richard’s finger but shorter than her husband’s rod—and it was definitely not a tongue. Then, what is...

Bzzzt!

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