He seemed to be taking his time, but Nihren would have none of that. She was had missed her husband's arms around her and now that she had them, she was incredible turned on. Laying back on the bed, and giving him her best wanton look, she said:
" Farkas, love, there is nothing on the bed, so why don't you come here and finish what you started, eh?"
Farkas looked at her. He was laying there, naked, offering herself to him. He could still see the red patches of skin, where he had bitten her, and that reminder made his mouth crave for her.
He went back to the bed, resuming his previous position. He assaulted her breasts with renew energy, while his hands moved south, across the planes of her stomach, passing the patch of hair, and finally reaching her slit. She was still wet, and when he touched her nub, she let out a moan of " more".
Thinking quickly, Farkas decided to show his thanks to his wife for "saving" him.
Moving lower, he placed his head in the middle of her legs. Nihren let out a gasp at the change. Farkas wasn't the type to stray to much from the normal, and she couldn't complaining. He was very good at that, to the point she had even forgotten about the others possibilities.
His tongue touched her in one tentative swipe, tasting her and seeking her approval, which she promptly gave as a whine for more. Taking courage from that, Farkas went forward, testing where she liked and how she responded to each touch.
Re: Arachnophobia 4/?
" Farkas, love, there is nothing on the bed, so why don't you come here and finish what you started, eh?"
Farkas looked at her. He was laying there, naked, offering herself to him. He could still see the red patches of skin, where he had bitten her, and that reminder made his mouth crave for her.
He went back to the bed, resuming his previous position. He assaulted her breasts with renew energy, while his hands moved south, across the planes of her stomach, passing the patch of hair, and finally reaching her slit. She was still wet, and when he touched her nub, she let out a moan of " more".
Thinking quickly, Farkas decided to show his thanks to his wife for "saving" him.
Moving lower, he placed his head in the middle of her legs. Nihren let out a gasp at the change. Farkas wasn't the type to stray to much from the normal, and she couldn't complaining. He was very good at that, to the point she had even forgotten about the others possibilities.
His tongue touched her in one tentative swipe, tasting her and seeking her approval, which she promptly gave as a whine for more. Taking courage from that, Farkas went forward, testing where she liked and how she responded to each touch.