Night call. The erotic novel of infidelity. Юрий Буреве

that his mood became so playful that he completely forgot what happened yesterday and imagined that this was his wife, that now, as soon as she gained strength, he would fuck her the way he wanted.

      And looking at her graceful body, he wondered where to fuck her to bring both her and himself to the highest point of orgasm.

      – Let's have a cup of coffee and go to the bedroom.

      – OK, darling.

      He finished his cup first and walked towards the bedroom.

      – Have you forgotten anything?

      He turned around and saw Nadya, who was sitting with one leg on a chair and caressing her labia.