I'm still wearing a white bathrobe, haven't had time to tidy myself up properly, and my boyfriend is already eagerly pulling open the bathrobe and diving under my body ⋯.
He kisses between my legs, as if he's been waiting for this moment for a long time.
It's like this every time.
As soon as we meet, his uncontrollable desire, like a hungry beast. He always rushes to get close to me, hugs me tightly, crudely expressing his need for me.
The white bathrobe is still loosely hanging on me, and the distance between us no longer allows any extra movements.
I can't help but laugh.
This man, does he really miss me? Or is it pure sexual hunger?
Or... every time he sees me, he forgets the gentleness and sweet words he should have, and only has those vulgar words left ⋯
「Let me fuck you properly, what a beautiful pussy.」