Imagine that you had bought a new bra since yours were worn out. One day you wore it, not even feeling anything. Your breasts weren't hurting or anything. But when you took it off to take a shower, it felt as is someone slapped them really hard. They were so sore! You got out of the shower and came face to face with Michael.

"Hey baby!" He greeted, kissing your lips.

"Hey, can you pass me my clothes?" You asked, pointing to the bed.

"What do you need those for?" He asked, wrapping his arms around your waist that was covered in only a towel.

"To wear." You replied.

"Well you don't need to wear anything when you're with me." He said, kissing your neck.

You chuckled. His hand tugged on the towel to make it drop. When it did, you tried to cover yourself but he stopped you. He held your wrists down.

"You're to beautiful to be covering up like that." He whispered.

He kissed your lips and backed you up to the bed.

"I just want to relax honey." You said.

"That's fine with me." He said, kissing your lips one more time before getting off you and pulling you from behind.

He covered you with the blankets and wrapped his arms around you, turning on the TV. You felt your breasts getting sore, which caused you to give out a slight whimper. This caught Michael's attention.

"What's wrong baby?" He asked.

"My breasts hurt so badly! My bra was to tight." You said.

"Aww, do you need anything?" He asked, rubbing your sides.

"Umm, I'm very embarrassed to ask you this. But, will you massage them?" You asked.

He chuckled and smiled.

"Sure!" He replied.

He kissed your cheek and out his hands on your breasts. You snuggled your head in his chest as he squeezed. It wasn't to hard, not to soft, it just felt so good. Michael was getting super turned on, he couldn't help it. You felt his dick getting hard, and then you felt him kissing on your neck. You moaned, one of his hands were on your breasts and the other was undressing himself. He pushed his pants down low enough for his Jr to spring out. You jumped a little when you felt it go in between your legs. You moaned louder as he eased himself inside, hands stay g on your breasts.

"You're so soft." He whispered.

You held onto him by reaching your arms behind you.

"Baby keep going! Fuck me like it's the last thing you'll ever do!" You shouted.

You kept hearing the slap of his body making contact with yours, making you close your eyes out if pleasure. He kept thrusting and caressing your whole body.

"Do you want me to pull out?" He asked.

"Only if you want to baby. But it's fine if you don't because you feel so good!" You said.

He came inside of you. His breathing pattern slowly went back to normal. He kissed your neck.

"How do you feel now my gorgeous wife?" He asked.

"So much better! Thank you Mikeybear." You said.

"I would do that every single day if I could." He said, still leaving small kisses on my neck and back.

Not to long after, you fell asleep right there on his chest.