"Rose … please." Robert sulked at his wife. "No." "Please, my junior has been neglected for almost a week." Robert looked down sadly. "My monthly guest isn't clean yet." Rose ignores Robert, who continues to woo them by reading several books on the economy. "Is that true?" Robert's voice sounded weak. "Then I'll just hug…" Since a month ago, Robert was back to normal, he never stopped torturing Rose in bed games. The man seemed to have an extra passion that never went out, making Rose unable to do anything anymore. The menstruation process, which is often a pain for every woman, is different from Rose. The arrival of the monthly guest was a moment of blessing for her. She can pause for a moment from the burning morning, afternoon and night. Rose liked the activity and the intimacy between her and Robert. She wants the activities of three to five times a day to be reduced to two times. Rose needs a lot of time to study. "Rose…" Robert like a baby, began to tug at his wife's clothes. The man lifted the blouse that Rose was wearing and slipped into it. Robert caressed the flat belly covered in smooth skin longingly. He hadn't dared to do that these days because he didn't want to end up with satisfaction in Rose's hands. Robert traced the soft, smooth skin with his lips. Play with the tongue and continue to fight to burn Rose's passion. One week was enough for Robert. The man buried himself in the springy twin mounds, sucking in the fragrance and the pleasure he longed for. "Robert, stop it. Tomorrow I have to take a test." Rose whined, holding Robert's head. Going back to college with the status of a doctor Robert Miller's wife is not an easy thing for Rose. She seemed to be required to complete her studies perfectly. It was just that Robert's level of passion bothered Rose. "You just study, let me cheer you up." Robert ignored Rose's protests. The man tucked his strong hands behind Rose's back. He struggled hard to untie the cloth covering the springy mound he wanted so badly to squeeze. His lips continued to kiss the uncovered part while his fingers tried to unhook. "Why is this so hard, anyway?" Robert lifted his head but was restrained by Rose's clothes. "Robert, stop it." Rose put down her book. "Get out of my clothes." Rose gently pushed Robert's head. Robert's actions broke her concentration. The man is like a baby who is constantly struggling to get nutrition. The man didn't stop even though Rose pushed his head and shoulders. "Ah! You excite me," complained Robert. The man came out of Rose's blouse. His face was red and he looked angry. Rose wanted to laugh at Robert's look like a boiled crab, but everything changed when Robert quickly took off her clothes and attacked the woman's chest. "Robert," Rose moaned. Robert greedily sucked in and left a trail of possession. He pushed Rose to lie on his side and he finally managed to untie the knot that held his favorite springy chest. Robert didn't give Rose a chance to rebel. He continued to attack through kisses and squeezes, spun down, and began to hold onto the earthly heaven he longed for. "You're lying," said Robert breathlessly. His sad eyes looked at Rose with a face that was still red. His voice was hoarse in protest at Rose. The man's hands gripped the center of his wife's core, where he found no lump there. "I-- still have a few spots," said Rose shyly. She couldn't deny the attack from the kiss and the softness of Robert's hand running down her made her want him so badly. Rose just realized that her body missed all that treatment. "Are you sure you want to turn me down this time, Rose?" whispered Robert seductively without letting go of the grip on the center of Rose's core. Robert squeezed the part gently. He smiled faintly at the change in Rose's face. Even though she was still stubborn and didn't want to admit it, Rose enjoyed it. It was evident how the woman's eyes were closed and her body was contorted. "Robert," Rose protested impatiently. "Yes, Rose?" whispered Robert seductively. "I want you," said Rose shyly. The outbursts of passion made Rose unable to think straight anymore. Her top was open and Robert had free access to taste every inch of it while the nightgowns still covered her bottom. "What do you want from me, Rose?" asked Robert, still teasingly. "I …." Rose opened her eyes and held Robert's cheeks. She was too embarrassed to answer but dared to attack the man with a kiss. Rose lifted her legs around Robert's waist. Rose ruffled Robert's hair and rubbed his back. "Tell me, Rose, what do you want from me?" whispered Robert, still demanding the woman's confession. "Do what you want, Robert," Rose breathed impatiently. "I just want to lie down like this, Rose." Robert rested his head on Rose's chest while pressing his own on Rose's center. "You want to get back at me, Robert?" whispered Rose hoarsely. "Hmm, argh." Robert groaned as Rose's hands began to play with him. "I can not stand it anymore." Robert lifted himself and was about to take off Rose's pants. Knock. Knock. Knock. The man had just freed the center of his heaven on earth from his pants cage. His activities were forced to stop when he heard a knock on the door. For whatever reason was out there, Robert wanted to swear. "Daddy, Mommy, Kenzie wants to sleep with you guys," Kenzie's whining voice broke everything. Rose smiled faintly and took a thick blanket over her body. She used her chin to commend Robert, still wearing his boxers, to open the door. Reluctantly Robert carried out Rose's orders. "Kenzie is sleepy," said the little boy as he continued to walk over to the bed. "Mommy, hug Kenzie, please." The boy pulled Rose's arms around his body. Still naked under the blanket, Rose hugged Kenzie and hummed a lullaby. She stroked the boy's hair affectionately while her eyes looked at Robert who protested through his mouth. "What about me?" Robert protested by showing the hardened part of himself. "Take a break," whispered Rose slowly. Robert looked at Rose disapprovingly. He didn't want his efforts to fail again. The man then walked over to the bed, pulled off the bottom blanket, crept through the legs, snuggled in, and climbed onto Rose. "Robert," Rose sighed, feeling like the core of the man was pushing through her defenses. "Catch Kenzie, Rose, put him to sleep and I'll caress you from here." Robert hugged Rose and started shaking her slowly. Rose bit her lip to hold back the moan about to escape. She glanced at Kenzie who was already asleep. The woman slowly let go of her hand holding Kenzie, struggling because Robert didn't stop stomping. Rose took a pillow to block Kenzie's view while using another pad to bite. One week of fasting brought him to an increasingly smoldering tempest.