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Lena's POV

After that we all went back home to celebrate with some cake and champagne as Stef and I were literally glued to each other, I couldn't get enough of her and I love her for doing this, for asking me to marry her again... I can barely believe it, but I'm happy, I'm very happy, and even more now that we have all our beautiful babies around us.

Eventually, the kids decided to do a pajama party in the living room which consist at watching a movie on the TV while turning the volume up full force, and thankfully Eliza took Stefania to a hotel for she knew tonight was going to be wild since the kids love to be on top of each other like before when they all come at the same time. I think it reminds them when they were all living here and I'm glad Kamaya can get a little taste of a live with tons of sibling around.

In the meantime, Stef went to take her shower and well... she did such a wonderful thing for me today, so I guess she deserved a little reward.

So I go in our room, lock the door behind me, then go in our bathroom and close the door again to muffle the eventual noises, and then I slide out of my dress, take off my underwear leaving me completely naked.

After that I walk toward the curtain that I pull aside slowly only to watch my future wife, naked, her back to me, her gorgeous tattoo visible and that I still love so much, along with her sexy... sexy ass that is making me swallow hard already.

I step in the shower, and I don't even think Stef noticed me until I come press my all body against hers while sliding my arms around her bare waist, not missing on stroking her skin with my hand on the way.

"Hey..." she says softly as she takes my hands in hers, to pull me even more into her, my breasts pressed tightly against her back and my pelvis against her round ass.

"Hi there, fiancée." I smiles, putting my chin on her shoulder as I can see her smiling while the hot water is hitting us softly.

At one point my hands can't help but slide up her front, and go cup her soft, yet firm breasts that I love so much. Her nipples are already hard for me, and I just can't get over the soft moans coming out of her mouth when I roll them between my fingers.

Stef lays the back of her head on my shoulder and allow me to take care of her tits for a long, long time as I could feel her body getting so hot as the steam around us were almost too much, but we couldn't care less. We were pressed together, feeling and breathing one another, and nothing could make us stop right now.

"Mmm..." she moans softly as I think by now her nipples were growing sensitive, so I know that I have to slow down, and just focus somewhere else for my greatest pleasure since I have a very easy access to her sweet pussy. One hand slide was enough to reach her soft hairy mound as I can pull my lover as close to me as possible while I slide my hand further to be able to spread her wetness on my fingers.

It's true that at our age, sometimes it's a little bit harder to get wet, but with all the stimulation on her delicious boobs, Stef was dripping and only that was enough to make me shiver as I cup her sex in my hand, rubbing it back and forth as Stef's breathing is increasing and the more it does, the more I want to take her, lay her down, and make love to her for hours.

"Oh Lena... baby..." she moans, over and over as her body is growing weak and she struggles to breath and it's so damn hot and rewarding to see this strong and tough woman, becoming vulnerable at my touches.

"I love you..." I whisper in her ear while stroking her pussy before I turn her around only to push her against the wall for now I really, really want her, all of her.

I look into her sensitive eyes; I can see her soul and the love she has for me in them. She's so beautiful that even I sometimes am wondering how it is possible to look like this. Every morning when I see her sleeping, laying in my bed, I'm aware of how lucky I am to have her in my life, and I'm in awe of her face, her body, her soft blond hair...

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