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Kala’s eyes are on me when I lay her back on the bed.

We are in our room. At our cottage.

Home.

I am home.

I climb over her, kissing her hungrily. Kala hooks her arm around my neck and accepts my kiss with equal hunger.

“Let me taste you, lovely.”

She blinks slowly, and our gazes are locked as I feel her move under me.

Kala's legs grip either side of my waist, and I nestle there in her warmth, kissing her and enjoying her for a moment, reveling in her flesh, her breasts...her everything.

And then, I reach down and hike her dress up around her waist.

I watch her throat bob as she watches me.

“May I taste my wife?” I say, caressing her lower stomach with the flat of my hand.

She nods. “Please.”

“Good girl.”

I keep my gaze on hers as I kiss the front of her bare pussy, dragging down her panties with one hooked thumb.

I smile, dipping my tongue in between her folds.

She gasps when my tongue caresses her clit. The tight little berry is hard and prominent, begging for contact.

I spread open her thighs and bury my face in her heat. Her wet folds slick my face with her honey, and she tastes finer than the finest of wines.

“Kala. My wife,” I rumble against her folds. “You are the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted on my tongue.”

She gives a little tremble and runs the sole of her foot down my spine as I lazily lick and swallow, drinking her down.

I delve my tongue into her wet cunt, and she bucks against me.

“Etienne…”

I move over her to make eye contact. “You okay?”

She nods, giving me a small smile. “Please. Don’t stop. It’s good. So…good.”

Resuming my worship of her pussy, I feel more of her wetness dripping from her, sliding down my chin as I feast on her.

When she begins to writhe, I play. I suction my lips around her taut, throbbing button, and just…play. It doesn’t take long before she comes, and comes hard.

My wife’s tight cunt flexes around my tongue, her muscles spasming.

Kala arcs upward off the pillows. “Etienne!”

“Not finished yet.”

I keep going, using my tongue to lick and tease and play until she threads her fingers in my hair and pulls me off of her.

She’s stronger than she looks.

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