Chapter 39. Suit

LINDA

I loved my man. I would do anything for him, so when he told me to close my eyes so he could pleasure me I did so. I was handcuffed, my body on fire, my skin felt like red ants. I stung for his love, his passion. My husband made love to me better than any man I ever had. He wrote so many love letters with his tongue and fingers on my Swedish fish I could release a book tomorrow. 

I felt his tongue. He dove right in, and my legs shook. I was about to scream. He never worked his tongue like this before. What has gotten into you? I wanted to open my eyes, but I made a promise. I kept them closed. He was munching on my pubic hairs, eating the cereal. I could barely contain myself. 

“Oh baby you freaky!” 

He was a monster! When I lay, spent, I opened my eyes, deeper in love with my man. I suddenly tensed up. My body went through a series of knee-jerk reactions. The blood left my face, the room began spinning so fast I reached out for guard rai