“I love you,” she breathes 

into her husband’s ear

Desperate arms around his neck

“I know,” he tells her

Wet from his tongue’s thorough exploration

Her labia part willingly to receive him

“I love you!” she gushes

As his hard flesh glides through them

Inch after inch slides slowly in

Filled with intention

Her juices,

Flowing from her desire

ease his entry

And her every fibre tenses

“I love you!”

A louder whisper

Her breath hot against his ear

As she welcomes the ninth inch inside her

She feels them gradually retreating

His head hovers at her entrance

Will he withdraw?

“No, please don’t,” she pleads

Her cry of relief 

And joy 

As his whole length plunges in again

Meaty balls slap her clitoris

“I love you,” she rasps

As his rhythm finds its tempo

Her body shakes

And her breasts sway

With each deep thrust

“I love you,” she gasps

As she is filled with his flesh again

And again

Hard flesh

Pounding flesh

“I love you,” she repeats and kisses him

Her mouth presses firmly against his

As another thrust drives home

And he tastes cock on her tongue

Her tongue that brought

Those nine inches

to readiness

Fully home

His flesh claims her

Again and again

“I love you!” she whimpers still pressed against his ear

One hand grabs her hair

And pulls her face skywards

arching her back

He takes her, over and over

and over and over

Her brow furrows

And her mouth gapes and gasps for air

Fighting to breathe

As his cock slams into her again

There is only this moment

There is only now

There is only the sensation

Time after time

Of his full arousal powering into her

“I love you!” she manages in a breathless whisper

As her orgasm begins its climb

His full length coated in juice

Easing further his passage in and out of her

With a glorious blend of surrender and abandon

She falls limp onto her husband’s shoulders

His embedded flesh swells further

His energy following hers up the ascent

“I love you, I love you,” she hisses

“I’m cumming!” she pants 

“I’m cumming!”

She knows he is too

She can’t wait

To feel that warm flood of essence

Flooding her inside

He drives in hard, oh so hard

Then holds his place

As his eruption starts

Pure relish is all across her smile

And her orgasm will wait no longer

Her grip on his neck tightens, vice-like

As her wet orgasm lets fly

She clings to her husband

Her ecstatic cries fill his ears

The scent of sex

The sweet aroma of pussy juice and semen

Wafts from her and into the room

It is the detonator her husband has waited for

He explodes on to her heaving tits 

And they hold each other’s embrace

As the nine inches soften slowly

And withdraw.

A moment

Then he slips off her blindfold

Her eyes shine with ultimate satisfaction

“Thank you, my Darling,” she sighs

“I love you”

“I know,” he says.

She nuzzles her face into his neck

Humming softly expresses her fulfilment 

She kisses from his throat to his ear again and asks

“Who was he?”