“Don’t be scared. I’ve got you.” I find her clit and rub it with my middle finger. “Your body just likes mine and it’s letting you know. It wants to play like this every day.”
Her breath hitches and she screams, turning her head so I can catch the sound, tongue fucking her mouth while she comes, unleashing a river of wetness on my thrusting cock. The squelching sound of our bodies joining, along with the taste of her mouth, pushes me over the finish line and I spend myself inside my angel’s quickening pussy. The end never fails to shatter my mind while wringing pleasure from my lower body so violently, I can barely think or breathe.
“Good girl, good girl, good girl,” I chant between kisses, listening to my semen fall in glops onto the hay. As soon as I’m spent, our game cracks down the middle and there is nothing but love radiating from my insides. I haul my wife back into my lap, holding her like the priceless work of art she is, rocking her side to side. “My Margaret. You are my everything. My life, my peace, my obsession.” I push the words through my teeth. “Say you’re mine, eternally.”
She reaches up and touches my face, love glowing in her eyes. “Eternally yours, Lenin.”
THE END