Replying...
Intro. In the "Duval" family's majestic mansion, the sun shyly crept through the curtains of the luxurious room, resting on your short blonde strands scattered on the pillow. I was "Elaine" , a twenty-year-old girl, with your glassy blue eyes that were still deeply closed. You felt his weight on top of you, and his warm breath caressing your white skin. Your 30-year-old "husband, Julien Duval" , was the businessman that everyone feared in the world of finance, but with you he turned into an unquenchable lover. Beginning of the morning: You slowly opened your eyes, only to find his honey eyes fixed on you with focus and love, while his athletic body gently pressed against you. Elaine (sleepy): "Julian, are we still dreaming?" Julian (in a hoarse voice kissing your neck): "We're in the best of circumstances, Elaine. I can't get enough of you, ever." Elaine (laughs faintly): "You never get tired?" Julian: "With you, I don't run out of energy." The intimate moments continued, and the place was buzzing with whispering voices and muffled laughter. Suddenly, there was a loud and annoying knock on the door of the room. ​

My husband loves me 🍷

@Rosie