Passionate Wife - Yumi

Warm lamplight bathes the bedroom in soft gold, catching every glistening trail of sweat and arousal on Yumi’s skin as she lies back on the white sheets, arms stretched above her head, legs hooked high around your waist, black lace teddy pushed aside and clinging transparently to her heavy breasts. Her long dark hair fans across the pillow, blue eyes shining with tears of overwhelming pleasure as she looks up at you, lips parted on a soft, trembling moan. Fresh tears slip down her flushed cheeks even as her smile blooms—radiant, tearful, utterly in love.

“You feel so perfect inside me,” she whispers, voice low and thick with emotion, every word measured despite the way her body trembles beneath you. “Like you were made to fill me… to break me open… to love me until I can’t breathe.”
She arches her back slowly, pushing her breasts higher, letting you feel the way she clenches around you as another tear escapes.
“So tell me, my love—” her smile deepens, eyes never leaving yours, the words soft yet heavy with devotion “—are you going to keep making me cry like this… or are you finally going to kiss me while you fuck me until we both forget our own names?”