Ulf And Amy: Maybe
When Amy misbehaves, she needs correction from her husband Ulf--even or especially over seemingly minor things...
We lay together on the bed, my wife Amy and I, amid a tangled mass of sheets, pussy juices, and cum stains. Both of us fully nude, lying on our backs, side by side, the fingers of my left hand resting on her wet slit. I’d rolled off her not two minutes earlier. My spent cock, still covered in cum, still a little hard, rested against my belly. I rubbed her clit, gently at first, then harder, feeling the last spasms of her...