Phill hugged me [Phill dom]

"It is incredible. Your hand feels like a blessing. I love you so much" he said, wrapping his arms around my waist and holding me close. Unexpectedly for both of us, as my nipples touched and pressed into his chest, I moaned at the top of my lungs as jets of incredible pleasure coursed through my body. Phill blushed and I came in my panties, catching my breath from the orgasm...

"I didn't expect that, sor..." he started, but I interrupted, "Mhmm~~ More~" He took my hint and, still holding me in his arms, began to rub me lightly against him, and with his other hand he lowered it to my ass and began to feel it.

It was heaven. My nipples burned as they rubbed against him, I melted with pleasure and couldn't form any words except loud moans. Phill, turned on, gently laid me down on the kitchen table, climbed on top of me, exposed my tits and began to rub my nipples lightly himself with his fingers. Every move he made **** out a loud moan from me, if not another orgasm, my eyes began to water and my mouth foamed with saliva. I didn't know it could feel better, but it did when he started actively kneading my breasts, enjoying the sensations in his palms. I couldn't see him or anything around me, my eyes rolled back, my strength to moan was gone, I just squealed and came in ecstasy. I wanted to be touched more and apparently my husband understood because soon I felt a light touch on my clit.

I was shaking from the most powerful orgasm of the day and would have fallen off the table if Phill hadn't held me up. I started to catch my breath and Phill got a towel and started to wipe the saliva and tears from my face. "...u hear me? Lisa, can you hear me?" I suddenly heard. He must have spoken to me earlier, but I was to distracted. "Darling, I'm afraid straight sex will drive us both crazy... Let me just touch you lightly and play with you)" Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't have made a sound against, especially when I felt the hand on my tits again. I started to come again, convulsing as his fingers entered my pussy. Phill, aroused but keeping his cock under control so he wouldn't collapse here with me from the overload of sensations, was succesfully trying to make these few hours seem like heaven for me. Our kitchen table was barely holding me in spasms, a puddle of my juices, tears, saliva running down its edges, all my thoughts focused on this incredible pleasure. When he started licking my pussy I came in his face and passed out.

The next day I woke up naked on the table, covered with a tablecloth, and Phill was sleeping red in the floor next to me. His hand was in his trousers, smelling of semen, and there was a little puddle underneath. Good boy, he noticed I was passed out, let me sleep and couldn't resist jerking off on my naked body) The test was definitely a success)