Making Love

Liam was even more surprised as Harriet knelt before him – in front of his still towering hardness. "Madam?" LICK  Liam groaned. "Madam, wait—" Harriet licked the tip of the man's d**k once more, and then— "Harriet, just a minute!" Liam would c****x right away if Harriet put his p***s in her mouth now. He exhaled and gasped again at the sight of Harriet's gaze, which had utterly sunk into l**t. Harriet saw Liam's manhood throbbing and the man's panicked expression. She didn't know why… that man looked so sexy right now. His half-n***d body was against the moonlight, with a thin layer of sweat that made him look even more dazzling. Liam's gaze was complicated, and Harriet understood why he liked teasing her so much. Was this what it's like to tease a man and see his reaction? Harriet rested her hands on Liam's thighs and brought her face closer to his manhood. "You should have taken me with you, not left alone." Liam blinked. But he didn't have much time to react because Harriet started sucking his tip.  “Oh, shi—” Liam groaned, holding himself in. His jaw was clenched tightly, and his neck veins were protruding. Harriet recalled Amelia's tips on pleasing men. This was one that Amelia taught her without batting an eye. Harriet sucked on Liam's c**k gently and was careful not to touch it with her teeth. However, Liam's size was so big that Harriet's jaw hurt. She glanced up, and Liam looked up at the ceiling with his hands covering his face. As Harriet licked the tip of Liam's manhood inside her mouth, she could hear Liam's deep moan echoing through the room. Harriet let it out of her mouth, and Liam heaved a sharp breath of relief. “Madam—alright, I understand, I am sorry—” Liam didn't know how he could stop his ejaculation. To him, it was a miracle he didn't c****x out in his wife's warm and wet mouth and… her… “How—how did you—” Liam furrowed his brows. “Is this your first time?” Harriet stood up, glared at him, and took Liam's hands to touch her waist.  "I studied diligently to serve you, Milord," Harriet tossed off her top and skirt, then opened her corset, freeing her breasts right in front of Liam. "So," Harriet blushed with a faint smile. She whispered coyishly, "You have to make me pregnant quickly..."  Liam scooped up Harriet and lifted her onto the bed. When he threw their bodies on the soft bed, he automatically positioned a pillow under Harriet's back and slightly lifted her waist. Now Liam could easily enjoy Harriet's body. Harriet's curves were seductive and looked so perfect in Liam's eyes. He started with a bite on the side of Harriet's neck, then onto her shoulders and hips, and then… to the folds of Harriet's lower wet lips that appeared as if begging Liam to push in. "Ah!" Harriet convulsed as Liam's tongue licked at her c**t greedily and proceeded to stick his tongue all over her insides. Liam restrained Harriet's thighs, which were flanking his head from the stimulation. Harriet's breathing grew heavier, clutching her husband's blonde hair between her thighs. Liam understood what his wife wanted. Harriet spread her legs as something entered her. Liam didn't wait any longer and shoved his p***s into the folds of Harriet's wet p***y. "...Madam..." he whispered, feeling how slippery and narrow the walls of the woman's folds were. It felt better than anything he had ever felt before. Much, much more intense, as her insides moved around his manhood, wrapping it tightly. Harriet felt Liam fill her inside. Liam's every move made a mess in her down there, and she could feel it, every inch of Liam's manhood shape. The hot, hard object pushed inside her, and as it pulled back, an uncomfortable space was created, making Harriet want more. “…More… Milord, please—” "More?" Liam watched her with misty golden eyes, kissing her lips briefly while continuing to grab into her waist down there. Harriet gripped the sheet as Liam shifted his waist slightly to a slight angle. Now Liam's whole p***s was touching a completely different place from before, and Harriet gasped. "Ah?" "More, Madam?" Liam licked his lips and buried his face into Harriet's cleavage. The man sipped Harriet's scent and began to nibble at the tips of her plump breasts. The man continued, biting into Harriet's neck, and the woman hugged him tightly. Then, Harriet felt the Liam inside of her grow more prominent. Harriet let out a long moan, now realizing how much she wanted Liam. This was what she wanted. The whole of Liam's world was fixed on her, at this moment, in this place. "Mmhh!" She couldn't hold back her voice as Liam kissed the opening of her womb inside. Harriet didn't know what the man had done on and inside her, for she couldn't think of anything but pleasure as Liam stabbed her deep inside. "Oh-" Harriet's eyes faltered and slowly grew blurry. Without any further cues, Liam continued to move his body. His up-and-down movements were getting faster and fiercer. SLAP SLAP SLAP The sounds of erotic pounding combined with the squeaking of the bed and the groans and moans between the two of them made the atmosphere thicker. Harriet didn't complain, even though her hips started to feel weak. "Madam..." Liam called in a deep voice. He didn't know if Harriet heard it, but Liam couldn't hold it anymore. He knew Harriet's narrowing down there indicated she was almost at the peak. "Just a little more… Milord," Harriet replied in a timid whisper in Liam's ear. Harriet's words made Liam get even madder. He thrust into Harriet mercilessly with a speedy tempo. "Oh! Mh! Ngh!!" Harriet convulsed, lost together in ecstasy. At the same time, she could feel the warmth inside her body. It was spreading in her stomach and giving birth to a sense of satisfaction that was far deeper than anything she had ever felt. Harriet immediately closed her opening when Liam pulled out his p***s. She didn't want the precious seeds to drip out. Liam helped her into a more comfortable position and hugged her tightly, kissing her sweaty face. Then, a limp Harriet slowly tried to return her husband's kisses. The man smiled with his eyes almost closed again. Harriet stroked Liam's head, gently massaged his temples, and watched the man slowly fall into a deep sleep. Harriet stared at Liam without blinking. She didn't know what her life would be like, and it would be better if she didn't think about it now. Harriet had promised not to regret it even if Liam left her tomorrow. She wouldn't regret it if the man suddenly closed his eyes and wouldn't wake up again forever.  Harriet's tears slid down the pillow. Harriet held back a sob to avoid disturbing her husband, who was starting to drift asleep. By now, even though Harriet knew what the feeling was that haunted her mind, she didn't want to admit it. If she had admitted it, she would probably have been crushed and would never have been able to get back up. “Liam…”