A Husband For Killer Mom

Because of the good news and permission to get in touch with Ling Meng, her heart was defenseless against Richard’s advances.

A dangerous alarm sounded in her head when she felt Richard’s hand slip through her shirt. Her lower part tingled as she sensed Richard’s hands stroking her back affectionately. Richard was getting bolder in his hand movements when he heard the sexy groans coming from his wife.

He knew that he shouldn’t be doing this in the dining hall. Every now and then, people come to this place considering that soon lunchtime will arrive.

The maids would go in and out to prepare dishes for him, his wife, and Lori. It’s just that Richard was already starving for his wife’s skin, so he couldn’t keep his hands from stroking Anxia’s beautiful body.

As starving as he was, Richard was smart enough to order Rossie beforehand. He told the program to prevent anyone from entering this hall for the next few hours. Thus, he didn’t need to worry that a maid would bother him and ruin his moment with his wife.

Richard would not let go of this opportunity, where Anxia did not stop his advances and responded to his touch with a sexy voice that could arouse a man’s desire.

Expertly, Richard unbuttoned Anxia’s jeans and unhooked them. Only Richard knew how overjoyed he was when Anxia put up no resistance at all.

Richard tasted, sucked, and nibbled all the skin in its path. The earlobe, the jaw down to the intersection of her neck, caused a sigh of pleasure from his wife as if encouraging him to continue whatever he did to her.

.....

Richard managed to pull down Anxia’s jeans, and now only a thin piece of cloth covered his favorite meal.

Richard stepped back while dragging Anxia with him to find a chair to sit on while Anxia stood between his thighs.

Richard could see the light in his wife’s eyes now filled with desire, and he was sure she wasn’t going to stop their sensual activities anytime soon.

Richard changed the path of his mouth over the top of her chest. Unfortunately, he couldn’t find what he was looking for because a blouse and bra covered it. But Richard still didn’t stop and moved down until he finally sat on a chair facing him with a slim waist that had been exposed because he lifted her shirt.

Without further ado, Richard smooched the navel point of his wife’s belly, driving Anxia’s mind and making a louder pleasure sigh. By reflex, both hands slipped into Richard’s light brown hair while enjoying the squeeze on both her buttocks.

Anxia still showed no resistance and continued to groan in pleasure as Richard got rid of the thin piece of cloth that covered her lower mouth.

Richard hugged Anxia’s thigh, lifted her up, and sat her on the table. He spread his wife’s thighs while he sat back down to look at the beautiful pink cave.

Anxia felt her body heat up from the embarrassment.

The man had touched her, even entered her so wildly four years ago. But he had never looked at her this intensely.

Anxia felt itchy over there, and she wanted to cover her legs so badly to hide her private parts. But what power did she have as the man held her legs firmly yet gently?

In the end, Anxia covered her female parts with both hands because she couldn’t hold back her embarrassment. After all, this was the first time a man had seen her naked in broad daylight like this.

“Xia Xia, lift your hand,” Richard coaxed in a soft voice so Anxia couldn’t refuse his request.

With trembling hands, Anxia pushed her hand away and instantly choked on her saliva as Richard placed a kiss on the edge of her feminine mouth.

Helplessly, Anxia could only prop both hands on the table and let Richard do whatever he wanted.

They had already forgotten they were in the dining hall instead of their room. Anxia thought Richard wouldn’t attack her as long as they were not in their room. Thus, she felt safe and caught off guard when they were in another place. Without knowing it, she had actually entered the lion’s den. Now no one can stop Richard from enjoying his current favorite dish.

“Aaaaaaah...” Anxia gasped and moaned loudly when Richard found a hidden pearl and sucked it.

They didn’t need to worry that Anxia’s moaning erotic voice would be heard outside because the hall was soundproof. The only ones who could listen to the erotic and sexy voice coming from Anxia’s mouth were only the two of them, and also...

Rossie.

Rossie didn’t care about their activities because she was only a program without a feeling. She wouldn’t speak nor disturb them as long as there was no urgent matter to handle.

Anxia was breathless and didn’t know how long Richard drank her juice from her release. She was getting weaker after she reached her fourth orgasm.

“Richie, please, stop. I can’t...”

Like a good husband, Richard listened to his wife’s requests. Furthermore, Anxia called him by an endearing name. How could Richard refuse her?

Even though he was still dissatisfied and thirsty for the most delectable juice he had ever drunk, Richard decided to stop.

Just then, the two heard a woman speak, making Anxia freeze instantly, believing there was someone in the room beside them.

“Relax, it’s Rossie’s. You don’t need to worry.”

Anxia’s face reddened when she felt a soft pat on one of her buttocks. She remembered when she received a spanking a few days ago. Back then, she hated the man’s big hands against her buttocks. That day Anxia felt her pride torn apart, and she felt immense anger and shame. She even thought of cutting off this man’s hand the second she had the chance.

But, now...

Somehow she didn’t hate it at all. In fact, she enjoys it!

“Master, Lady Q is on the way.”

“Again? What is she here for?”

“She just ordered her assistant to investigate your status, sir.”

Richard just sighed resignedly and tightened his embrace on his wife. “Xia Xia, we have an uninvited guest.” Richard took her underwear and jeans, which he threw carelessly on the floor. “I want you to be in the room with Lori and not out until she has left.”

Anxia frowned at this. “Why? I can do it myself.” Anxia took her panties from Richard’s hand because she would feel more embarrassed if she let Richard dress her.

“Because I don’t want her to meet you.”

Anxia rolled her eyes at this. “Are you afraid that I will kill her? Don’t worry. I won’t kill innocent people. I’m not a maniac taking people’s lives.”

Richard chuckled at that. “I’m not afraid that you will kill her. I believe in you.”

Ah, why did her heart feel so elated when she heard that Richard believed her?

“I just don’t want her to stress me out.”

“What does it have to do with me meeting her and stressing you out?” Anxia still wouldn’t budge and kept asking as if she was interrogating someone.

“Xia Xia, behave. After this, I will take you up the mountain. How about it?”

“What’s so special about hiking mountains?”

“Xia Xia, you are so naughty.” Richard pinched his wife’s nose playfully, inviting a chuckle from Anxia. He knew she tried to annoy him on purpose.

Not long after, Anxia jumped down from the table to put on her jeans, but as soon as her feet landed on the floor, her knees suddenly went weak. Anxia would have fallen if it wasn’t for her husband’s strong arms holding her up.

“Looks like you need some help.”

Without waiting for a response from his wife, Richard picked Anxia up in his arms and sat her down on a chair. Then he took a pair of jeans and stuffed the trouser holes one by one into his wife’s legs.

“I’m not a kid.” Anxia lamented; seeing her husband insist on putting pants on her made Richard chuckle.

“No one said you were a kid. You are my wife, and it is my job to help you dress.”

In other words, this pervert wanted to take every opportunity to touch his wife.

Just look, his fingers dancing around to touch the skin of her legs when he dressed her. Every touch was sensual, as if to tempt her to join in his lust. But Anxia was too tired and steeled her heart not to be swayed away by him.

When the jeans’ waistband had reached below the buttocks, Richard helped Anxia stand up again and let Anxia use his body to support herself.

With such an expert, Richard continued his activities by lifting his wife’s jeans to the top of the woman’s waist. The next second, Richard carried his wife in a bridal style, causing Anxia to wrap her arms around her husband’s neck spontaneously.

“I can walk.”

“I want to carry you.”

“...”