"Husband... stop touching, if you keep touching I can't take it anymore~"
Lily lowered her voice, speaking as if sobbing, but her body was soft and offered no resistance.
In front of Luis, she was like a docile lamb, her body so sensitive to him. Luis went up and licked her ear, saying, "Wife, your panties must be soaked through, take them off!"
After just a moment's hesitation, she cooperated by lifting her hips, letting her husband remove her last covering under the quilt. Luis's hand also naturally covered and explored, confirming it was indeed a muddy disaster.
The conservative Lily was now very nervous and conflicted. Her hand reached back and touched her husband's already hardened dick, habitually grabbing and stroking it. In the darkness, she hadn't yet noticed the obvious change.
