My beloved wife

"I didn't kiss you secretly. I kiss my wife and I don't have to do that secretly." Rita was carried by Aaron in his arms and put her
sitting on his thighs.
Rita blinked her watery eyes, in which there was a glimmer of light. When she was about to speak, the man kissed her.
"Aaron... Hmm..."
He kissed her deeply and clasped her shoulder with his hands, forcing her to follow him step by step.
Kissing Rita was like biting a crystal grape, full of sweet and juicy, making him reluctant to put it down.
When Kissing, both of them were both a little bit lost and delirious.
She lied in his arms, relaxing completely, like a pool of spring water. Her eyes were blurred.
Seeing her being this, Aaron was completely obsessed with her.
He began to tear off Rita's clothes.
"Do you want it?" He suddenly stopped and asked, "Riri, do you really want it?"
She didn't understand what he was talking about.
Since the first time she slept with him after getting drunk, it was always Aaron who took the initiative to get laid by tempting her or
forcing her several times later. Even after they had gotten married, he still took an active part in sex, and he had never asked her
if she wanted to have sex with him.
She was stunned for a moment. He asked this question so suddenly that she did not know how to answer it.
After a while, she nodded, "Yes, I do."
"Okay, you do it."
Aaron said in a low voice. There was an evil smile in his face, and his eyes were full of temptation. "Dear honey, can you take the
initiative for one time?"
She blushed and stared at him in bewilderment.

What should she do? 'Should I just strip off the clothes? Whose clothes? Should I take off his clothes or mine?' Rita was so
nervous.
She reached out one of her hands to touch his belt, but failed to unbuckle it after a long time, which made Aaron get almost
crazy. "You little twit! You can't even unbuckle the belt."
"Take it easy," she answered. Since she couldn't do it with only one hand so she tried with her two hands. She tried it for a while,
raising her head from time to time to look at Aaron. "Don't you think it's troublesome to wear your pants?"
"Fine, forget it. I'll do it myself." He was almost speechless, and thought this little girl was usually smart, except at the crucial
moment.
However, he didn't know that Rita was deliberately teasing him.
Rita rolled her eyes and put her arms around his neck. She seized the chance to kiss him when he unbuttoned his belt. Aaron
was totally enchanted by that kiss.
She kissed him?
Rita then unbuttoned his shirt and touched his strong chest muscle, which made Aaron out of control. He began to be flustered
while unbuttoning his belt. 'Damn it, who made this belt? Why can't I unbutton it? I shall cut it off tomorrow!
Rita let go of him and pushed him to the back of the sofa. "See, you can't even untie it yourself. How can you blame me?"
Aaron had no time to argue about this with her. He couldn't wait to kiss her more, but this little woman dodged and tried not to be
kissed.
"Come on, honey. Let me kiss you."
"No. You just said I am a little twit."
She turned her head, knowing that he was very anxious, but she deliberately refused to give him a chance to touch her.
He held her tightly in his arms and kissed her on the lips. How could Aaron be willing to let her go again? He seized the chance
and quickly lifted her up and threw her onto the bed.
He seemed to be out of his mind, and his lust was like a violent storm. All of a sudden, he couldn't wait to tear all her clothes.

"Did you just ask me to take the initiative?" She turned over her body and sat on his body.
Seeing her snicker, he showed a contented smile and said, "Okay, you'd better hurry up."
She quickly tripped his shirt for him.
Although her behavior was still very unfamiliar, it was more than the imagination of Aaron!
Aaron who was lying on the bed, pursed his lips. "I remembered that night. It was so scary. I would be exhausted tonight."
"How could that night be so scary?"
"It was!" Mr. Aaron nodded, "Yes, definitely."
Rita pouted her little mouth and said, "Hmm, I'm out."
"Please don't, honey." Mr. Aaron just loaded his gun and urgently needed to be released. He lay down on the bed, stretching out
his arms and legs. "Hurry up! Come and torture me to death! Please!"
Rita was speechless. This man was really hard to please.