“Yes, fuck me, Beau.” My pussy clenches down on his cock, an orgasm overtaking my body, causing me to fall down on him. Beau doesn’t stop. He holds on to my hips and keeps pistoning his own until he’s coming deep inside me.
“Damn, I love coming inside of you,” he coos.
“You’ve never not come inside of me, Beau.” I lift up, wanting to see his facial expression.
“It’s not the same knowing there’s some kind of barrier there that stops me from knocking you up. I’m getting older, honey. I don’t want to be in a wheelchair raising our kids. Hell, I’m already in my forties.” I’m at a loss for words, having no idea he’s thought this far ahead, but I should have known.
“Well, after this one, we’ll see how things go. It may mean only two babies, and as long as you’re okay with that, so am I.” I kiss the crinkles about his eyebrows, trying to soothe him.
“That depends. If we have a girl, then we can be done. If not, we’ll have to wait and see.” Beau moves his still rock-hard cock inside me.
“Well, it doesn’t seem like that part of your anatomy has any problem keeping up,” I joke, and then I’m tossed over, legs flung over his shoulders as we attempt for child number two.
“That part will never have a problem when it comes to you.” Our bodies work in sync until we both come together. This time, we fall asleep locked in each other’s arms, right where I’ll always be.