She had trouble breathing. Her grip on the leg of the bed started to slip, both from the sweat covering her entire body as well as her weakening hands. Her body was slowly giving in. There was only so much it could take of this abusive pleasure. She tried to push him away to catch a few seconds of rest but he wouldn’t have any of it. She felt her body being pulled along the floor and without hesitation his hard shaft split her open once again and penetrated her deeply. There was no fighting him off. All she managed was to close her eyes and let out a deep moan.
He was relentless. Pounding into her like a man possessed. Over and over. He knew that her body threatened to give in and collapse on the floor but he wouldn’t let her. Clamping her hips with his strong hands he pulled her up off the floor and slammed back into her. It was difficult to tell if he fully comprehended what was really happening. His eyes had a glaze to them which made him seem in a trance like state. His body had taken over control of him. There was nothing his brain could do to do stop him now.
Her yells became louder every time he hit her deep inside. She had regained some strength, most likely as a defence mechanism against his constant hammering, and laying on her back she pushed herself back into him now, meeting every one of his thrusts with her own. That only increased his ferocity. He took hold of her shoulder with one hand and the leg of the beg with the other one and increased his speed. The force of his pumps was never-ending. Sweat dripped from his chest onto her breasts mixing with her own. He leaned down to lick them then gave her a hard kiss. All along his hips kept thrusting, slamming into her.
She was getting close. Again. She had lost count of how many times orgasms had ripped through her. The longer this encounter went on the more painfully intense they became. Another one was building up. Her hands wrapped around his back. She wanted him deep when the wave flushed over here again. Then she heard him groan. That familiar sound he made when he was about to let loose. She opened her eyes just in time to see his clenched teeth and his head being thrown back before feeling the familiar sensation of his hot load filling her. Spurt after spurt shot inside her. Maybe I’m done after all, she thought as he fell on top of her.
She felt him slip out before their juices started to drip out of her, trickling down her body and onto the floor. She was ready for sleep right there and then when he rolled off her with a long sigh. She felt herself drift away when suddenly her legs were spread and his tongue began to lap at her soaked folds. Her eyes shot open as she lifted her head. She saw him spread her lips and his tongue enter her. Hearing him slurp up their combined fluids made her head fall back to the floor. She took a hold of his hair and spread her legs further. His tongue on her clit using his own juices as lubrication drove her over the edge. She yanked at his head when yet another orgasm hit her, this one the strongest of them all. Yelling his name she raised her hips to meet his hungry mouth. Her hands didn’t let go of his hair until she was well and truly done.
“What’s gotten into you?” she asked breathlessly after a few moments, pulling the sweat soaked hair from her eyes.
“Just because I’m your husband doesn’t mean I can’t fuck you like you’re someone else’s wife,” he grinned, and breathing heavily, grabbed her ankles to pull her toward him again.
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