My beloved wife

"Get out!" Rita could not help being angry and kicked at him.
Before she lost her temper, Aaron pressed his lips on hers.
He was like a fire that lit her instantly.
The bathtub was too small to accommodate two people at all. Water kept splashing from it. She was almost worn out by him.
She begged, "Please let go of me, Mr. Aaron!"
"What did you just call me?"
He was dissatisfied with her resistance tonight. He pressed on her and deliberately tickled her, making her legs shake. The water
sound was flowing, making the air very intimate.
"I am sorry." She held onto Aaron's arm faintly and begged, "I am sorry. Let go of me!"
"Call my name."
"Aaron, Aaron...please!" She called his name in a sobbing tone.
"Speak louder. I can't hear you." He grabbed her arms and put them on his shoulders, stroking her hair. He kissed her gently on
her forehead.
"Aaron!"
"Call me in a louder voice." He kissed her more fiercely from the tip of his nose to the cheek, and his kisses were like drops of
water hitting on the face, which were itching and arousing.
He did it directly in the bathtub.
After what seemed like an eternity, he took her to the dresser and dried her wet hair.
A warm gust of hot wind blew on her neck, and she enjoyed it. Her eyes were closed, and she could feel his fingers pass through
her hair. He was even meticulously separating the node of her hair.
The hair dryer made her feel hot. Her cheeks were as red as fire and her lips were as red as cherry.
"Yeah, they have been dried up."

She seemed to enjoy it. Aaron ordered, "Now you dry my hair for me."
It was not easy for Rita to enjoy it once, and she was immediately kicked out by Aaron.
He sat on the sofa swaggeringly and handed the hair dryer to her. "Hurry up. "
"Your hair is so short. Why do you need me to dry it? You can just wipe it with towel."
Rita touched his hair casually, and pouted impatiently. "There are only a few hairs in total."
"Dry my hair!" Aaron was annoyed, and his tone became more serious. Rita turned on the hair dryer and blew his hair
impatiently.
"Do you want me to help you with your hairdo?"
"Of course." He cozily leaned on the chair and played with his cell phone, enjoying Rita's service.
Suddenly, an idea occurred to Rita. Before Aaron realized, he had long curly hair on his head.
"What are you doing?"
Aaron had a very long face.
'Shit! He is going to get mad.'
Smelling a breath of danger, she received a signal that Aaron was about to explode. Therefore, she quickly put down the hair
dryer and ran outside the bedroom.
"I think you need a spanking." He ran after her and pulled her bathrobe, which then slide down, revealing her shoulders.
The next second, she was pressed on the bed by him, and spanked hard.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
He spanked her really hard.
"I think this style suits you very much." She softened down and smiled gently. "Mr. Aaron, you are so handsome. You look good
in whatever style."

"Shut up!" Of course, Aaron did not listen to her explanation. He held her in his arms and scratched his head. "You little thing, I
am not finished yet."
"No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Aaron,"
She quickly begged for mercy and pitifully looked at him. "Boss, please let me go."
"Now you want to beg? It is too late." Aaron glared at Rita in rage, and suddenly bit her on the shoulder, which caused her to cry
out in pain.
"It hurts!"
"Now that you know it hurts, but I have something more painful in store for you." He placed one of her legs on his arm and
quickly launched the next round of attack.
Mr. Aaron was really awesome.
Rita had been tortured by him in succession to beg for mercy. Aaron came three more times before he let her go.
She was sweating all over, and her dry hair was wet with sweat. She felt a terrible pain in her lower body, as if it was about to be
torn apart. This man was too cruel!
"How did you eat growing up? Why are you so strong?" With the last shred of strength, she stared at him with her last gasp.
"I'll eat you."
After those rough sexes, Mr. Aaron went to bed with satisfaction. He tucked her in. "Turn off the light and go to sleep."
She was too exhausted to turn off the light!
When he was about to sleep, something occurred to him. He sat up again.
The blanket slipped down his feet. She saw his strong chest muscles, firm lines, hard curves, light honey skin was especially
intoxicated in the glimmer of light.
He frowned and rubbed his eyebrows, annoyed, "I didn't wear a condom."
"What?!"

Rita was stunned. She might get pregnant!