My Little Sweet Wife 1

Chapter 147 - Love Affairs IV

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Jennie suddenly smiled and lightly tapped him on the shoulder with her hand. "Lisa Manoban, did you really eat ...Ahh!"

Before she could finish, she was suddenly lifted by her waist. Lisa immediately carried her into the bedroom and gently laid her on the bed. He took her hand and led it to the half-undone button on his shirt.

Jennie's eyes quivered as she instantly understood his intention. In an instant, her heartbeat became uncontrollable.

"Undo it."

Lisa let go of her hand and motioned for her to move. At the same time, he covered her lips again, as if he was on the verge of patience. The gentle kiss gradually deepened, yet also seemed to coax.

Jennie did not know how she had done it. He whispered in her ear, "How tolerant must I be to endure this, should you make it up to me?"

At that moment, her stiff hand that was resting on his shirt began to undo his shirt button, one by one, carefully, until his chest was fully exposed. Her fingertips trembled again and saw that Lisa did not look satisfied.

Jennie lowered her eyes to the belt at his waist.

Should she?

Was Lisa waiting for this?

"Lis, I ..."

"Continue." His voice was thick and hoarse. Lisa dragged his lips to her cheek, her chin, her neck before his tongue began to lick at her.

Jennie took a deep breath as her fingers gradually moved downwards, opening the belt around his waist.

Lisa's hands grabbed her legs and hooked them around his hips so that the front of him pressed against her. Jennie could feel the stark heavy outline of him under his dress pants.

His big hand tipped her head back, and he kissed her, licking at her lips until she parted them. His tongue swept inside, filling her mouth again, making her private part flood with heat.

Jennie hardly knew what to do, and despite the way her thighs and arms and belly shivered with nervousness, her hips certainly knew, beginning to push themselves into his.

Lisa licks her upper lip in a way that made her squirm. Then he pulled away, head cocked to the side. His hand trailing down her back to splay against one of her cheeks.

"What?" Jennie asked nervously.

"Nothing. You look beautiful."

Jennie gasped as Lisa squeezed her ass again, and dipped his hand beneath the hem, running a finger along the curve where her thigh met her bottom. His hands vanished from her, and Jennie accidentally let out a mew of disappointment.

"Impatient, aren't you?" Lisa chuckled. His hands found the edge of her dress, his fingers rubbing where the hem met her thighs. His hands dragged her towards him, pressed himself tight to her, and the rough fabric of his pants scraping her.

Jennie moaned. She was so sure that she was dripping wet. Something hard fit against her private part, and one of his hands ran down her back. That heavy, thick part of him pushed more fully against her, and she gave little, uncertain humps that made Lisa grunt into her hair. "You feel so good."

"Lisa!" Jennie's head swam, so much, so fast, hardly believing that her dress now sat above her hips, and Lisa lay between her open thighs.

"Unbutton my pants."

Jennie's hand trembled as she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Then, when he was free, she was shy all over again. His rod was big and heavy and upright. Pleasure pooled in her belly, that she had done this to him. "Please kiss me." She whispered.