The Uterus for My Husband's Best Friend
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"Not sleeping, baby!" Dean asked who had immediately wrapped his arms around Melanie's neck, shortly after the man came down the stairs and Aaron left Alexander's residence.

"I'm waiting for you to finish talking to your girlfriend" Melanie replied slightly jokingly.

Dean chuckled and immediately laid his head on the lap of Melanie who was sitting on the sofa.

"Get in the room, if you're already sleepy!" Melanie orders while rubbing Dean's head gently.

"I still want to indulge with you" replied Dean, refusing orders from his wife.

"Later to be nauseous again," Melanie began to be prejudiced.

"will not. I haven't been so nauseous since," pleaded Dean whose hands had begun to slip into Melanie's pajamas, looking around for something solid and chewy under Melanie's bra.

But why does it feel a little different and not like Dean's expectations?

The one that was currently filling Dean's head was even a chewy solid object belonging to Felichia who had been accidentally Dean was a moment away.

"Damn it!" Dean nodded unconsciously.

"Why, Dean? Why are you swearing?" Melanie asked who seemed a little offended because Dean was even cursing while he was fondling her.

"What's up, what's up?" Dean pretended to be clueless and threw a confused look at Melanie.

"You cursed when your hands went guerrilla under my pajamas. Are you swearing at me?" Ask Melanie full of questions. The look on Dean's wife's face had also turned displeased.

"Of course not, Mel!" Dean replied quickly closing off his misdeeds.

"I'm just a little nauseous again." Dean's looking for another reason.

"Yes, I was suddenly nauseous, but now I'm fine," Dean continued, trying to string a word that did not offend Melanie.

Dean had changed positions, and now the man brought his face closer to Melanie, then quickly kissed Melanie's lips.

For a long time, Dean and Melanie were gripping and clasping each other on the sofa, until the couple was out of breath.

"We'd better move to the room. You're getting excited," seduced Dean who's gotten up from the couch, then carried Melanie's body and brought her into the room.

Melanie did not refuse at all, because it had been three days Dean and himself off sex due to the frequency of nausea and vomiting Dean who was in the category of very severe three days yesterday.

But tonight it looks like Dean is doing just fine, more precisely after the man had enjoyed the roadside snack Felichia had bought.

Melanie was bullied by Dean's craving request which she said was beyond the limits of fairness. Dean, who was previously very allergic to roadside snacks, suddenly looks greedy eating pegs and ice puters in front of Melanie.

Ck!

Hopefully that's the first and last time Dean cravings for that less healthy and less hygienic food.

"Why are you daydreaming, honey!" Dean's reprimands disperse Melanie's daydreams.

Melanie didn't even realize that Dean had stripped her clothes and made her upper body no longer covered by anything.

"Dean, sick! What are you doing?" Melanie complains as Dean plays her forehead mound a little rough.

Dean had never been like this before because Melanie's current size was not as big as when she was newly married to Dean.

The uterine fibroids that once gnawed on Melanie's body, as well as the treatment she used to undergo, have slightly changed Melanie's body shape.

"Look, sick?" Ask Dean whose hands still don't stop at the rem*s.

Dean seemed to be looking for an outlet from something that now filled his brain.

Damnit damnit!

Dean wants Felichia's mound now.

Dean wanted to play around, then taste, and bite his peak.

Yep, yeah,

Dean had never played it because when he touched Felichia, the only guilt in Dean's head was in Melanie. So at that time Dean did not do foreplay or touch other parts of Felichia's body, in addition to the core part that Dean entered.

"Byeah!" The little screeches of Melanie seemed to disperse the reverie of Dean, who was now sucking the two mounds of Melanie alternately.

"You bit her" Melanie chirped as she looked at Dean with a gaze that was already filled with a fog of passion.

Melanie is so excited and passionate tonight as ever. But not with Dean who tonight his mind even branched everywhere. And what's filling Dean's brain the most right now is Felichia's wacky, shitty body.

If Dean makes fun of that woman right now, will he keep quiet and refrain from sigh*h?

Was he just going to bite his lower lip firmly while brim*s bed linen next to him as Dean jerked in?

Or will he scream and scream like Melanie is currently under Dean's confinement?

Whahuh?

When did Dean jerk in?

In his shadow, he jolts Felichia's control, which he thinks is more biting than Melanie's now.

Holy hooch!

What do you think Dean?

Melanie, your wife, and the pregnant woman you're so desperate to fuck is not who you are!

He sucks!

So clear your brain of all the crazy stuff!

Dean doesn't stop fighting with his own mind and mind.

Dean's gonna be crazy for a long time.

"Dee!" Melanie scolds Dean once again.

"I've made a move, Mel!" Kelit Dean who has now moved out and in over Melanie.

"But you didn't look me in the eye, Dean! Your gaze has been empty since then and you look dreamy. What's really bothering you?" Lecar Melanie asked Dean for an explanation.

"Nothing!" Dean replied quickly who was directly staring into Melanie's netra.

"Don't lie!" Melanie started bluffing.

"Think what?"

"I was just wondering if there might be someone who wants to always make love like this?" Dean finally made it beautiful.

"Why indeed? You want to keep making love?" Temptation Melanie throws a mischievous smile at Dean.

Dean used to love it so much, but now Dean's a little upset.

It's strange!

"Do you have any objections?" Dean lowered his face and began to kiss Melanie's face and neck. Dean wanted to get rid of the sudden numbness in his heart.

Geez!

What's up with Dean this time?

"Why should I mind? Aren't we always making love before we go to bed?" Melanie wrapped her arms around Dean's neck, pulled her head and began to kiss Dean.

At the bottom, Melanie has also been actively moving her hips and trying to dominate under Dean who is silent like a statue.

What's wrong with Melanie's husband?

It's making love to Melanie, but her soul is like it's traveling somewhere else.

What really happened to Dean?

"You daydreaming?" Dean suddenly smiled at Melanie and kissed her lips briefly.

Melanie shook her head quickly.

"Let's finish it!" Dean started moving again and this time it felt intense and rhythmic. Not long after, Melanie's husband had reached his release.

Dean smacked Melanie's lips once more, then sucked her head in the recess of her neck and closed her eyes.

The shadow when Felichia turned her face, then the innocent body of Felichia that was not covered by a thread, and belonged to Felichia who was so biting. All kept circling around Dean's head.

You dick!

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