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Simon Kitty absolutely adores her bed. It''s her sanctuary, her playground, her everything. The best moments of her life happen right there between those soft, rumpled sheets. She loves sleeping in late on lazy mornings, burrowing deeper under the covers until the sun is high. Breakfast in bed is pure bliss %u2013 a tray balanced on her lap with fresh coffee steaming, warm croissants, fruit, and maybe a little whipped cream for fun. When her husband brings it to her on a slow weekend, leaning down to kiss her forehead while the rich aroma of espresso fills the room, she feels truly cherished, pampered, adored. The bed is also her creative space. She props herself up against a mountain of pillows, laptop open, writing her blog posts or scribbling in her private journal %u2013 thoughts, fantasies, little secrets she only shares with the pages. When she needs to unwind, she queues up her favorite romantic movies or binge-worthy series, cocooned in blankets, eyes glued to the screen while she absentmindedly traces circles on her bare thigh. But the absolute best thing she does in that bed %u2013 the thing she craves most %u2013 is raw, passionate, relentless sex with her man. She demands it daily, her body hungry and insatiable. Her full, heavy breasts bounce wildly when he takes her hard, her thick thighs wrap around his waist, pulling him deeper as she moans into his neck. She loves it rough and tender all at once %u2013 fingers tangled in her hair, his mouth on her nipples, his cock slamming into her until she''s trembling and screaming his name. Keeping up with her is a challenge; her appetite never seems to fade. If he''s too tired or comes home late, she doesn''t sulk for long. She simply reaches into the nightstand, pulls out her favorite thick, curved dildo, and takes care of herself right there on the sheets. Legs spread wide, one hand pinching her swollen clit while the other thrusts the toy deep, imagining it''s him. She comes hard, back arching, juices soaking the bed, but it''s never quite the same as the real thing. Today, though, luck is on her side. Her husband bursts through the door earlier than usual, energy crackling around him after a good day at work. He doesn''t even bother with small talk. His eyes lock on her where she lounges in nothing but a silky robe half-open, those lush, heavy breasts spilling out, nipples already stiff from anticipation. He kicks off his shoes, strips his shirt in one motion, and stalks toward the bed like a man on a mission. Simon Kitty smiles wickedly, letting the robe fall completely open. She spreads her legs slowly, showing him how wet she already is %u2013 pink, glistening, ready. %u201CYou''re late,%u201D she teases, voice husky. %u201CI was about to start without you.%u201D %u201CNot today,%u201D he growls, climbing onto the bed and pinning her wrists above her head with one hand. His free hand roams greedily over her curves, squeezing her tits hard enough to make her gasp, thumb flicking her nipples until they throb. He kisses her fiercely, tongue claiming her mouth while his hips grind against her, letting her feel how rock-hard he is through his pants. He releases her wrists only to flip her onto her stomach, pulling her hips up so her ass is high and presented. He yanks his pants down, cock springing free, thick and veined. One hard thrust and he''s buried deep inside her, stretching her perfectly. She cries out, pushing back to meet him, tits swaying heavily beneath her with every powerful stroke. He grips her hips, spanking her ass lightly then harder, watching the flesh jiggle as he pounds into her. She reaches back, rubbing her clit frantically while he fucks her senseless. The bed creaks under them, headboard thumping against the wall. He leans over her, one hand wrapping around her throat just enough to make her moan louder, the other squeezing her bouncing breast. %u201CCome for me, baby,%u201D he rasps against her ear. %u201CShow me how much you need this.%u201D She shatters first %u2013 body convulsing, pussy clenching tight around his cock as she screams into the pillow. The sight and feel push him over the edge. He pulls out at the last second, stroking himself furiously until thick, hot ropes spill across her back and ass, marking her while she trembles through the aftershocks. They collapse together, sweaty and spent, her head on his chest as he strokes her hair. She sighs contentedly, nuzzling closer. %u201CTomorrow?%u201D she murmurs, already thinking ahead. He chuckles, kissing her forehead. %u201CEvery damn day, Kitty. You know I can''t say no to you.%u201D And just like that, the bed claims another perfect memory.