Fenric increased his pace, thrusting harder and harder, his dick scraping my walls and plunging deep into my hole.
As much as I wanted to stay sane, I couldn't.
It felt so good. So much that I was losing my mind.
Why would I want to stay sane anyway? Wasn't this what sex was? A moment of lust where we let our desires take over and our bodies do the talking instead of our mouths.
Through this act, our bodies connect and grow fonder of the other.
"F-fenric... Slow down." I said, barely, my mouth feeling dry and my eyes shaking unstable.
"Sorry, wife. I can't seem to control myself." He said and then paused.
I thought he was finally giving me a moment to catch my breath when he stood up to his feet, his hands wrapped around my body to keep me stable.
"What are you...?"
"It feels so good, wife." He said and I finally saw his eyes.
Just one look was able to tell me how far gone he was.
"Inside, you feel warm and nice. I don't want to take it out."
