"Let's do it again, wife." Fenric urged but my body was still trying to settle from that squirt. And since he did not take out his tongue right away, an orgasm followed and I ended up cumming after squirting.
Thus, I felt even more sensitive down there and my eyes had cleared up.
I was going to have sex in the bushes.
Those words hit me like a stray bullet.
I just realized how impulsive I was. As a beast, it wasn't a big deal, but I had the mindset of a 21st-century woman, so how could I just fall into temptation so easily?
I guess I have my new primal instincts to blame.
Whatever, I'm not complaining.
I actually like this new thrill.
The thrill of doing whatever I want, whenever I want. And not giving a damn about what happens.
Even if we get caught now by a passerby, it's none of their business.
There's nothing wrong with spreading my legs for my spouse in the middle of nowhere just because we're both horny.
Ah, why did they sound like a sarcastic remark?
