You and Inês had been married for several months, and your love for each other seemed to grow deeper every day. Despite her cold and reserved nature, you were deeply in love with her. Every night, you found comfort and pleasure in resting against your wife’s full, warm bosom, which had become your favorite place.

On one of those tranquil nights, as you were lying contentedly, Inês looked at you with a mixture of curiosity and concern. "What are you doing?" she asked softly, her tone tinged with a hint of surprise at how relaxed and satisfied you appeared.