My husband's insatiable hunger for my lips is never-ending. His desire for me, the forbidden, is palpable. The intensity of our encounters leaves us both breathless, consumed by our mutual passion.
My husband's desire for my mouth is insatiable. Every time he's been away from me, I've been left with a throbbing desire that only he can satisfy. It's like a fire within me, burning to be quenched by his lips on mine, his tongue exploring every inch of my being. It's not just about the physical act, but the passion and intensity that he brings to the table. He's not just my husband, but also my lover, my Amante, my Cornudo. And when he's away, I can't help but yearn for him, my body aching for the pleasure only he can provide. I'm not just a wife, but also a Puta, a woman who craves the touch of her lover, who longs for the warmth of his embrace. And when he finally returns, I'm ready to welcome him back with open arms, ready to surrender to his desires and let him take me to new heights of ecstasy.
