Male Charm Storage
Strange feeling

Gloria's body is some kind of magnet that's pulling me. As soon as I entered it, the feeling of cramped, wet and gripping was so pronounced. Not to mention the warmth that runs through my veins.

Oh my. when this is only a quarter, not completely. I feel crazy about the pleasure Gloria's body offers.

Gloria moved uneasily, I began to kiss her face to make the woman relax again. I started to spice things up without anyone missing a bit.

Gloria's lips are also very intoxicating, I want to feel it more deeply in this position. Pushing my sense of taste in to explore the warmth of his mouth cavity.

We both seemed to wallow in the eye, I also continued to kiss the woman's collarbone while continuing to spur, making her body tremble.

For whatever sake, I should concentrate on not being affected by the overwhelming sense I got after fully entering into our union.

"You're so beautiful, Glo.." I whispered as I shivered at her ear lobe. Gloria's face was red and I liked seeing her like that.

I have to focus on myself because I don't want to fall asleep until I finish this game so briefly.

I painted her body with a stamp from my lips and I smirked in satisfaction.

I started to enjoy every hiss from Gloria's lips, she called my name repeatedly and I felt her body tremble.

"Owen..."

"Owen..."

"Owen..."

I only answered with action because I was concentrating at the moment.

And as a result of that concentration of mine, Gloria's body finally convulsed and hers felt increasingly clamped down on mine, the next split second she preceded me to the top, I know because I felt it. There is a satisfaction in me for making it goosebumps.

I want to repeat in another style but I think it's a first experience for Gloria so I'll finish it here first.

With full awareness because I know who is currently under my body, I also glared at the name of Gloria who has made me soar full of pleasure.

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*Gloria Pov

I felt Owen's tongue dancing on top of my chest. He crushed it alternately left and right, along with his stroking and pressing hand near the same part, for whatever reason I could not translate the strange taste that was stirring in me at this time. Pleasure that felt so foreign to me because I had never felt it before.

I was almost at the threshold of the highest wisdom I had just felt.

"Owen.." -...."

"Owen.." -...."

"Owen.." -...."

I repeatedly mentioned the man's name, but he did not speak to me with a voice, but he answered me with action. His actions succeeded in making something inside me just come out without me being able to take it anymore.

My body felt hollow, as well as the great thump that Owen threw many times into mine.

"Oh oh..." Owen's voice rang out, just as I was glaring at his name with the same distinctive voice.

Finally, Owen called my name in a long voice.

"Gloriahh..."

Not long after that, I felt something warm wetting my stomach. However, just as I wanted to see her, Owen kissed both of my eyelids gently.

"Thank you's. Stay here, I'll clean it up" he said gently. Then the man shuffled towards the corner of the room. He brought back a box of tissue and cleaned my stomach area.

"Let me, please" I said, not daring to clash with Owen.

Owen smiled faintly. He continued to clean my stomach. I threw my eyes away in the other direction because I couldn't look at her innocent body that was plastered in front of me.

Oh my... whereas since then he has looked like that, but why do I only realize now, what is my shame just back now? That shame flew somewhere.

I was about to get up and sit down, Owen swiftly helped me.

"I'm going to the toilet" I said slowly.

Owen nodded, I thought he wanted to go clean up too, in fact he lifted my body, carried me in his arms.

I screamed but was held back. I was just a small protest to him.

"I can do it myself" I said.

"really?" he asked as if in disbelief.

"Yes, put me down." I'm ashamed to have Owen in our same state - as undressed. If you remember the moment that happened earlier it feels like I want to hide wherever the shameful sanking. How can we do it on the living room couch?

Finally, Owen dropped me off and I began to want to move to the bathroom in my room, but one ringing came out of my lips just like that because I felt pain in the core of mine. It feels pretty sore and a little awkward, I don't know...

"You all right? Sure you can do it yourself?"

I nodded, let me endure the pain rather than having Owen carry into the bathroom with a domineering shame.

"Wait here, let me get you a towel." Owen just passed by to his room, then he came back with a towel on his waist and another towel in his hand.

"My towel is in the other room" I said.

"What's wrong, it's just a towel. Wear it, it's a clean towel."

I also took the towel Owen gave me, wrapped it around my body which the man had been staring at since.

"Do I want to help you clean up?"

I'm shaking.

"All right." Owen stroked the top of my head. "After cleaning yourself, do not sleep first. There's something I want to talk to you about" he said with a warm smile.

Cup

Owen kissed my forehead at a glance, making me stupefied a moment later the man nodded as if telling me to move first.

I also entered the room I occupied during my stay at Owen Apartment and walked towards the bathroom. As soon as the bathroom door closed, I let out a long sigh.

Eventually, I lost something I cared for specifically for my husband. And the one who took it was Owen, the man I just met not a whole month ago.

Somehow there was no feeling of regret in me for giving this to that man. I'm not a hypocrite, I enjoy all Owen's treatment of me. I did want this though I used to want to do this with Richard of course.

However, who would have thought Richard himself was the one who drove me to Owen. Things I never imagined before.

Owen is handsome, his body is proportionate, his smile charming and his attitude that never forced me managed to melt my heart. I realized that I had fallen into that man's charm. The man who is now my mistress.

But, I also understand that Owen only makes me limited to games and tools for sheer pleasure. I was also married to Richard though he never touched me as far as Owen did to me today.

The point is, I just need to enjoy this game with Owen. There was no need to put on a taste because in a few moments, everything that was interwoven between me and the mistress man was about to end when Richard picked me up.

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