6. Danny

Danny

With her scent on my breath, I move inside her as she moans at the new sensation. Her tight body wraps around my cock, and she grunts out my name, whispers of love and devotion as I thrust and fill her, semen leaking out of my tip and coating her insides. My balls are so heavy I’m about to explode, but I’m not ready yet. I want to enjoy my beautiful wife’s snatch for as long as it takes to draw another orgasm from her.

“This is my home,” I grunt. “Deep inside you. Your body was made for me.”

I move my mouth to her neck, feeling her quickened pulse against my tongue as her arms and legs wrap around me, drawing me into her body, deeper and harder. I have to grit my teeth to keep from blowing my load too soon.

“Danny,” she mews. “Oh, god.”

“One more, precious. One more and I’ll give you my come.”

“Please,” she begs as I thrust harder, her eyes desperate for release.

“Give me what I want. Come for me.” I reach down, cupping her ass and sliding a finger between her cheeks to press against her rear opening. It’s just enough to tease her rim and tip her over the edge for a third time.

“Danny!”

I grip her hips and drive in hard while her nails dig into my back, and her body writhes in release.

Pure male pride fills me. Seeing her lost in pleasure is the catalyst that signals my balls to empty, shooting my seed into her womb. Having her beneath me, lost in the pleasure of our joined bodies, makes my heart swell with love and adoration. I feel like a Viking conquering her land, and I hold her to me, peppering her with kisses as we whisper I love you’s until exhaustion lulls us into a joined sleep, still tangled together. This, I believe, is what they call marital bliss.