“Kaaace!! Yes!!” Larissa threw her head back and screamed as she flew apart. I planted myself as deep inside her as I possibly could and finally let my orgasm barrel through me, ending at my dick, pushing out my come out in a massive explosion. “Fuck yes, baby!” I shouted. “Squeeze that pussy. Take every drop. Fuck! Fuck!”
After our orgasms receded and our breathing had returned to normal, I cuddled her close. Her body was sprawled across mine, and my dick was still snug inside her. “Good thing the kids are at Calliope’s,” she mumbled.
I snorted. “You think that wasn’t by design?”
Larissa’s head lifted, and she looked at me with narrowed eyes. “How long have you been planning this little baby making session?”
I grinned without an ounce of shame. “Since you had Izac.”
She tried to look put out but ended up laughing and giving me a sweet kiss. “I love you.”
“Love you, too, baby.” I grabbed her hips and began to drag her up my body until she was straddling my face. “Now, I believe I promised to give this pussy some attention.”
It was rare for us to be able to be uninhibited in bed with three little ones in the house, so I took full advantage and spent the whole night listening to my mate’s loud cries of pleasure as I gave her round after round of orgasmic bliss.
Three months later, Larissa grumbled good naturedly about more testosterone when the doctor broke the news that we were having another boy.