“Going to rip those, too, husband?” That word sends a shock wave through my body, and suddenly, I’m ready to go all over again. I’ve never been hard again so quickly in my life. This girl—my wife—is perfect. I fist the fabric, and she smiles. I wink and then pull hard, ripping her panties off her in one quick yank. Red marks are left on her soft skin from where it pulled and dragged, and I kiss and lick my way across each one of them. “Am I going to come again?” she asks, her voice breathy and flustered.
