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 My awakened sounds and as always I get up from my bed to look for my coffee and my husband, photos of all our adventures together greets me as always as I went to the dining room, when our good friend arrived in the kitchen the coffee maker had us ready the coffee as usual, and all I had to do was grab the glass jug and see the coffee in our cups, and I did. I returned to our room where my beloved husband was still asleep, I placed the tray with our coffees on a night table and prepared to open the fabric curtain in our spacious room and let the rays of the sun enter through that window that was so large and so spacious that you could see the whole city, but the city saw us, thank God! Because I would not intend to change the way I raise my beloved husband.

 I take my cup of coffee and sit in a small corner of our room where the sun, the window and my unenviable figure lent itself to giving a unique and unrepeatable show of sensuality that only the window of that apartment could give us and that I knew how to use.

 My husband's morons did not wait and when he finally opened his eyes and saw me, he said: Female one day of this will kill me!

 - Because? - I asked for.

 "For being damned sensual," he answered.

 "Yes, I do," he replied tenderly.

 He got up from the bed and saw his cup of coffee, but as he preferred to ignore it to go to my beloved corner, he grabbed me between his strong legs and gave me a kiss that took us to our bed again and where we were the only ones. protagonist of our own erotic movie. Our kiss hard until the damn oxygen began to lack us and so we do not know for a moment, but when I was ready to continue, he put a finger in my mouth and said: You came to give me coffee or give me my breakfast in advance.

 "The two of them," I replied kindly.

 –Then let me try my coffee first, and then devour my “breakfast” - he indicated.

 –I prefer you eat your “breakfast” first before letting you taste your coffee - I pointed out sexually.

 I grab my head with some roughness and guide my mouth towards his again, and there he kissed me with all the desire that he had to devour his sensual wife, I immediately began to grab some of my breasts and squeeze it gently and patiently while we melted. In a kiss that seemed eternal to me, then he moved his snout to the breast that he had been holding previously and there I took off my transparent blouse that I had and then began to suck intensely, while his right paw massaged the other breast that it would probably devour figuratively, while his left leg introduces it between my pantyhose and thus give pleasure to my feminine organ, I for my part moaned and proclaimed his name with sensuality so that it could continue doing its work naturally; Finally it was the turn of the other breast, this male finished taking off that transparent blouse that was in its perfect suction while he extracted his wet fingers from inside my vagina that would then pass through my hair leaving it impregnated with his fragrance, but I was still concentrating on I moaned and exclaimed the name of that male and perhaps put God and Jesus in that act that surely this would not approve, but it did not matter for what mattered to me were my husband and I.

 After tasting my breasts, my husband separated from me, grabbed his cup of coffee and drank a little of it, then put his cup in its place, swallowed the liquid gently and then lowered his head to my intimate area which was still Covered by my pantyhose that was wet from all my sexual activity, he, like every good canine that he is, began to smell that area and then with his breath that still emanated coffee he began to lick my underwear.

 For my part I moaned over and over, and over, and over, and proclaimed his name one after another, and over, and over again, he was an expert giving me pleasure, in going through all the sensitive areas of my body and knowing all my weaknesses which makes him my perfect male. After finishing wetting the already damp intimate garment, this dog is about to take it off, without first looking into my eyes, his brown-brown eyes looked at me with brilliance and I surely with my amber eyes looked at him with passion while he removed the last vestige of clothes that were still on my body and thus I was completely naked, he looked at me and I also at him, and then he said: You are made for me, really!

 - Yes I know - I answered somewhat agitated, but calmly.

 Finally he stopped contemplating me as a sadist and began to do what every male would do with his female in that position, he began the act of pleasing me with his tongue between the narrowness of my vagina, without a doubt that male did his best to to please me, to travel with his tongue all the areas of my female organ, to make me scream, moan and sigh, without a doubt the years we had as boyfriends made him an expert in touching every part of my fur and discovering the odd secret that I did not know, without a doubt he is my male and I am his female. Finally, he concentrated all of his effort on pleasing my clitoris making me scream with pleasure in exclaiming over and over again: "oh yes!" and "go on daddy!"

 I really don't know how he does it, but after a minute or two, he makes me his beloved wife have her pleasant orgasm and thus end up exhausted and immensely happy, he for his part is happy to see me there exhausted and totally pleased, to stop again He drinks his coffee and starts drinking it as if absolutely nothing had happened. I, in my deep tranquility of my pleased feminine area, said to her: Let… me… recover… my… breath… and… I go… with you.

 –Quiet love, take as long as you want - he pointed out tenderly caressing my pink hair, sliding one of his toes behind my ear and then going through my blue and white fur that he liked so much; I looked at him with tenderness and he too, we looked at each other like that until a particular sound brought us back to our reality, it was the sound of some guts roaring for food that came from that canine that had given me the most pleasant minutes of my life and I I said: So much that I gave you that you still want more.

 He looked at me with that flirtatious look that he used to throw at me so much when we were dating and then as a husband and said: I always want everything from you. I smiled coquettishly as I stretched out on our bed, that protagonist of our whole morning and there in that tranquility and still having some satisfaction in my body, I said: Welcome to another day in the morning! He just smiled at me kindly, then he put down his coffee cup to direct his muzzle towards mine and thus again merge into a single kiss that only he and I knew how to give each other, but I knew it was time to please my husband for his previous performance and perhaps thus go to eat something in our kitchen and give a new meaning to make your home yours, but what could you expect from someone like us who woke up naked and in our bed, together as God and his son ordered, surely we expect a day of joy and sadness, but as long as we are together everything is possible.

 <Well, this is another version of a story made for the anniversary magazine and that this version contains more explicit language than the first, but I think this version was the one that I liked to write the most while listening to the song of Blonde by the American singer Bridget Mendler, I sincerely hope you liked this version and I remind you that you can find the anniversary magazine on the blog website, here is the link: http://afechenique.jimdo.com

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 I was inspired to do this story in the work titled (…) by the “North American” artist Imanika. Art is yours, mine is creativity.

 A.F. Echenique wrote for you, reminding him that we are in the anniversary week and also that we are in the season: