Sucking her pale nipples, stretching them taut—

“Harder.”

Clamping my teeth behind my lips, biting down—

“Harder!”

Grazing my wrist against her sunburst stubble, rubbing her juicy slit—

“Oh, yeah.”

Burying my face in her sweet pussy—

“You can be a little rougher down there,” she gasps.

Banging her with two fingers now, smashing her ripe fruit pie into a soggy mess—

“Oh, yeah!” Her back arches as her orgasm washes over her.

“Did you like that?” I tease, confident that I know the answer.

“It would’ve been better if I couldn’t feel your stupid wedding ring pounding me.”

Ouch.