Mika, my wife, was already on the edge. Her slender frame trembled as I gently cupped her big tits in my hands. I could feel her nipples, already hard, pressing against my palms. She whimpered, her breath hitching in her throat.
“Please…” she whispered, her eyes fluttering shut.
I smiled, savoring the moment. I traced the outline of her areola, carefully avoiding her nipples. She arched her back, her body begging for more. This was the game she loved: the delicious torture of delayed gratification.
My fingers danced around her big nipples, teasing the sensitive skin of her breast. She bit her lip, her knuckles white as she gripped the sheets. I could feel the heat radiating from her, the palpable desire that filled the room. This married wife, usually so composed, was completely undone by my touch. The amateur filming made it even more raw and real. This was *us*.
Finally, I relented. I gently pinched her nipples, rolling them between my fingers. She gasped, a jolt of pleasure running through her. I increased the pressure, her moans growing louder, more desperate. Her hands found mine, guiding them to her breasts, pleading for me to continue. The Couple was feeling so horny and happy.
I obliged, my fingers working her nipples with increasing intensity. She cried out, her body convulsing in pleasure. I knew she was close, and I wasn't about to stop. I wanted to push her to the edge, to watch her lose control completely.
Her breathing was ragged, her body slick with sweat. Her eyes were wide, glazed with pure, unadulterated lust. She was a beautiful, slender mess, completely at my mercy. The feeling was intoxicating.
And then, she came. A series of shuddering moans escaped her lips as her body erupted in waves of pleasure. I held her close, feeling her tremble in my arms. When it was over, she collapsed against me, exhausted but content.
“More?” I whispered in her ear, my lips grazing her sensitive skin. She shivered, a smile spreading across her face. The Japanese wife was horny and always wanted more.
