Amateur homemade real hubby watching
Binding them with my hands palm-to-palm and leaving a loop sticking out above my fingertips. When he was done, he hooked the loop to a carabiner clip he'd attached to the eye-hook just under the bottom edge of the wooden headboard.
When I reached to undo his belt and lower his zipper, he lifted his hips. He kept his gaze on me while I removed his jeans and then his underwear.
I rolled my head on his shoulder, blinking through the teardrops that lingered on my eyelashes. My hands folded over his arms, lightly holding him while the water level rose and fell over my breasts like the tide ebbing and flowing from my uneven breathing.
But Jolie was insistent that we have a regular wedding, like she's always wanted. Because you had to be there.