If you want to have sex with me, my husband lets me.

In the dimly lit room, she stands before him, her heart racing with anticipation. Her husband, ever the supportive figure, steps out of view, leaving them alone. She watches as he slowly undresses himself, revealing his muscular frame and throbbing desire. Without a word, he approaches her, their skin pressed together causing electricity to surge between them. His hands explore every inch of her body, tracing delicate lines with his fingertips. She arches into his touch, desperate for more. Her lips part, inviting him inside as he finally claims what they've both longed for. Their bodies move as one, lost in the depths of their passion. Heat burns across her skin as he kisses his way down her neck, teasing and tasting every inch. She moans audibly, throwing her head back in ec stimulation. He groans against her skin, his hands roaming over her curves, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm.