Chapter 177

How to Tame My Beastly Husband — Chapter 177. A Little More

His clever tongue pressed down, stroking endlessly into her cleft, and Annette squirmed, trying to escape the pleasurable sensations. All it did was rub her against his tongue. Raphael lifted his head and spanked her.

“Ahh!”

“Don’t move. If you do it again, I’ll tie you up.”

He really was a mean man. Shy Annette could only bury her face in a pillow, and the pleasure only swelled when she stopped resisting. The sounds she made as he sucked at her cl!toris were appallingly lewd, and Raphael could not keep his mouth off her, like a bear licking at honey until she shuddered through a small

“OH! Mmm, mmmm!”

“You came so soon?” Raphael licked his lips and pulled off his pants. His glistened, slick with pre-cum, and he stroked himself against her opening, enjoying the wet heat. Her hips jerked as he rubbed against her cl!toris, and he spanked her again.

“Ah!”

“I told you to hold still,” he said, enjoying the foreplay. “Don’t be impatient, I’ll put it in you soon. Wait a little.”

Finally, he pushed inside her, his thick manhood pressing through her sensitive inner walls. The sensation was so overwhelming, Annette couldn’t stand it, and her hands gripped the sheets tightly.

Raphael bit her neck.

“You’re too tight. Relax a little.”

“…Ahh!”

Gripping her butt0cks, he drew them apart to look down at the place they were joined, as if he wanted to see her entrance with himself inside her.

Annette’s ears reddened with embarrassment. He was looking at her so lewdly as he penetrated her, and she moved her hands to cover the place, unable to bear it. But Raphael instantly pulled her arms back.

“I told you not to move,” he said, his deep voice purring.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Annette’s body arched as he caught her arms, and her inner walls tightened, squeezing on his manhood. A loud moan burst from Raphael.

“Ahh! Hmm! Ahh!!!”

Every time he pulled her back, it felt like he plunged deeper inside her, until he was pulsing all the way to her stomach. Annette’s eyes grew blurry as she began to sob with pleasure.

It was amazing how his manhood opened her, her tight inner walls tingling as she contracted involuntarily on him again and again. Raphael released her, pressing her body down under his.

“It’s hard…to move when you’re so…tight, Annette.”

“Mmmm, mmm, ahhhh!:

“Do you like it?” He smiled wickedly. “You’re trembling inside.”

He stroked her thighs, his hands warm when he touched her soft skin. His hand slid down to caress her swollen cl!toris and Annette’s eyes rolled back in her head as she came again, multiple back to back.

“Ahh! Ah! Ahh!!!”

“Ah, enough! Ahh!”

Annette screamed as she cl!maxed again, his large hands squeezing her breasts, his powerful manhood stroking and stroking inside her, tormenting. She couldn’t stand it. She was convulsing with pleasure.

“Please, no…more…ahh, ahhhh!!!”

It felt as if the overwhelming pleasure was burning her inside, too much, beyond her limits, and she tried to push him away. But Raphael crushed her hands against the white sheets, biting her neck.

“A little more, my lady,” he whispered, and in the dark, his deep blue eyes glowed, a panther that had caught its prey.