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I burst into her mouth, spilling my seeds down her throat. Happily, she accepted them, still working my shaft and breaking my body down in the process. Hunched over, I prayed to God my wife pried her lips from around me before I passed out from overstimulation within the next few seconds. From my shaft to the tip of my shit, my sensitivity had kicked in.

God, please.

“Anna,” I whimpered, my entire body flinching every other second as she polished my pole, staring into my dark, tainted soul. She knew what the fuck she was doing.

PLOP.She popped my dick out of her mouth, smiling brightly while I nearly faded away.

Her viciousness and appetite to please me kept my dick hard. In an attempt to catch my breath, I slid off the table and stood on my two feet. I watched as Anna lifted one leg and then the other up slowly until they stretched behind her head.

Her jewel sparkled. The pretty motherfucker stared right at me, halting all plans of separation and space, forcing me closer and closer, until my dick rested at its entrance. I tapped it.

Once.

Twice.

Again.

And, again.

“Ohhhhh, Malachi,” Anna moaned, closing her eye momentarily.

She flexed the muscles of her pussy, a sign that she was ready to be filled to capacity. Her pussy imploded and then expanded three times before I’d had enough of it, enough of her games. I dove in headfirst, seeking the bottom of her ocean while twiddling her pearl with my thumb.

“Baby. Baaa—”

Anna could hardly contain herself. Her body rocked underneath me as she lost complete control of it altogether. From the look on her face and lack of composure, I knew she wouldn’t last long. But, I didn’t need her to. Aussie could open her eyes at any moment, and the last thing I wanted was to interrupt our time to chase the cries of our baby. Anna deserved this and I would make certain she understood just how much.

She creamed on my dick, signaling her second climax as her body quivered and her arms dropped from her legs. My shoulders held them in place now, because she no longer could.

“Baaaaab—”

She placed a hand on my chest to restrict my movements. As quickly as she’d raised it, I slapped it away from me. She was well aware of our policy. There was no running, climbing walls, or using her hands to interfere with the mission. Either of those was automatic grounds for relentless, calculated, and satisfying pounding that wouldn’t stop until I reached the end.

“Un un,” I growled, balancing myself for the work ahead of me.

This time, it wasn’t my shoulders that held her legs in the air. It was my hands, pressuring the back of her thighs as I drilled her pussy with little remorse. My strokes weren’t rapid or small or all over the place. They were slow and steady, pulling cum from her pussy and bathing in that shit.

“Malachi!”

“Shut up and take this dick, Anna.”

“Malachiiiii.”

“Urgh.” Her shit was too fucking good.

“Malachi!”

Mine. I howled internally.All mine. I could never get enough of her. Anna was my drug of choice and kicking my addiction was never an option.

“Fuck, I’m ’bout to blow.”

I didn’t bother removing myself from her canal. Even an attempt would’ve been a failure on my part. I simply couldn’t. Though we weren’t planning for another child so soon, I was too far gone to pull out. I’d deal with the consequences. Aussie wasn’t so bad, so I was willing to run that shit back a bit earlier than planned if it came down to it.

“Mm.” Lowly, I grumbled, releasing my load into my wife, who lie in wait.

She hardly admitted it, but she preferred my cum inside of her–her mouth, pussy, and, on occasion, her ass. The moment it hit the air, she swore it had gone to waste. In most cases, I agreed.

When I finally removed myself, it was to grab a washcloth to wipe us both up. I returned to the dining area to find Anna curled up in a ball, fast asleep. My heart’s content nearly forced me to stay away, but my baby needed to be in bed instead of on the wood table where back pain would be birthed.

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