on the sofa buck naked while our six kids were at school. Our youngest just started pre-school because she was a really smart little girl and they took three-year-olds. It was the first time in a long time that I got some afternoon pussy. Fuck me—in the past decade, absolutely shit changed. I was fucking my gorgeous wife daily. We had a wonderful, big family now.
The only time we weren’t fucking was after she had the babies, and I had to wait to be in her snatch. We did do a lot of oral. As soon as her pussy was clear, I dove in daily to make sure her needs were met, and she welcomed me on her knees daily.
Now she was riding me hard. “Get on your knees, Angel.” She jumped off my dick and leaned forward until her hands hit the floor in a damn downward dog position she was always doing in yoga. Fuck, I wanted to fuck her like that, but I didn’t want to throw out her back.
I joined her as she got on all fours. Damn, I was about to nut again, just looking at her. She already emptied my sack into her throat before I tongue fucked her. Yet, I was already about to pop another one nut into her. When she was on her knees, I got a full view of her round ass, and that shit was sexy as hell. It was my time to ride her. I rubbed her slit with my cock as I stroked some pre-come into her pussy.
“Baby, you ready for me?” I grunted as I teased her clit with the tip, sending shivers through her body. She was more than ready to come, but I enjoyed getting her ready to explode.
“Please, Uncle Dean!” she cried out, panting like she was in serious heat. She only called me that when she was really horny and knew I would spank her sweet ass.
“Damn it, Angel. You’re a fucking bad girl,” I moaned. I gave her booty one good whack, stinging the shit out of my hand and welting up her cheek. She cried out and gushed onto my head which was still sitting at her entrance, teasing the fuck out of her. Angel had had enough and took matters into her own pussy. She pushed back onto my cock, sending it deep into her womb.
I exhaled harshly as I felt her walls open for me, and I hit her cervix. The woman was going to hurt my pussy, and I couldn’t have it out of commission. I needed my daily fix. “Damn, babe. You’re going to impale yourself.”
“I can’t help it, Dean. I’m so needy,” she hungrily pleaded. “Fuck me hard, Dean.”
“Angel,” I growled as I started pumping hard into her. It wasn’t long until we were both laid out on the floor trying to catch our breath.
I leaned over to her, resting on my elbow while breathing heavily, and proudly boasted, “Damn, I think I fucked the seventh into you, babe.”
She smiled up at me and shook her head. “Nope, you did that a month ago.”
“What!? Oh wait. It was when we celebrated our tenth anniversary in Vegas,” I said happily. Since it was just me and Ted when we lost our parents, we felt empty. All the money in the world didn’t help that feeling. My feelings of longing disappeared when I met my Angel. Ted finally had his years of loss disappear eight years ago when he met my eldest son’s pediatrician. We now had a massive family, and it was only growing bigger every year.
I rolled onto my back, pulled my wife to me, and kissed her like I always did—with love.
“I love you, Dean,” she declared as she lifted slightly off of me.
“Where you going, wife? I want to hold you a little longer.” I pushed her back down, so she lay on my chest with my arms around her.
~~~~
We had both been asleep for hours when Ted pounded on our front door with our youngest in tow three hours later. Angel hurriedly tossed her robe on while I got dressed quick as hell.
I opened the door to the usual look of disappointment from my annoyed brother.
“Damn it, we did it again. We’re sorry, Ted,” she said as she grabbed little Emily from his arms, still asleep. She carried the princess back to her bedroom.
The moment Angel was out of earshot, he asked, “So she
The only time we weren’t fucking was after she had the babies, and I had to wait to be in her snatch. We did do a lot of oral. As soon as her pussy was clear, I dove in daily to make sure her needs were met, and she welcomed me on her knees daily.
Now she was riding me hard. “Get on your knees, Angel.” She jumped off my dick and leaned forward until her hands hit the floor in a damn downward dog position she was always doing in yoga. Fuck, I wanted to fuck her like that, but I didn’t want to throw out her back.
I joined her as she got on all fours. Damn, I was about to nut again, just looking at her. She already emptied my sack into her throat before I tongue fucked her. Yet, I was already about to pop another one nut into her. When she was on her knees, I got a full view of her round ass, and that shit was sexy as hell. It was my time to ride her. I rubbed her slit with my cock as I stroked some pre-come into her pussy.
“Baby, you ready for me?” I grunted as I teased her clit with the tip, sending shivers through her body. She was more than ready to come, but I enjoyed getting her ready to explode.
“Please, Uncle Dean!” she cried out, panting like she was in serious heat. She only called me that when she was really horny and knew I would spank her sweet ass.
“Damn it, Angel. You’re a fucking bad girl,” I moaned. I gave her booty one good whack, stinging the shit out of my hand and welting up her cheek. She cried out and gushed onto my head which was still sitting at her entrance, teasing the fuck out of her. Angel had had enough and took matters into her own pussy. She pushed back onto my cock, sending it deep into her womb.
I exhaled harshly as I felt her walls open for me, and I hit her cervix. The woman was going to hurt my pussy, and I couldn’t have it out of commission. I needed my daily fix. “Damn, babe. You’re going to impale yourself.”
“I can’t help it, Dean. I’m so needy,” she hungrily pleaded. “Fuck me hard, Dean.”
“Angel,” I growled as I started pumping hard into her. It wasn’t long until we were both laid out on the floor trying to catch our breath.
I leaned over to her, resting on my elbow while breathing heavily, and proudly boasted, “Damn, I think I fucked the seventh into you, babe.”
She smiled up at me and shook her head. “Nope, you did that a month ago.”
“What!? Oh wait. It was when we celebrated our tenth anniversary in Vegas,” I said happily. Since it was just me and Ted when we lost our parents, we felt empty. All the money in the world didn’t help that feeling. My feelings of longing disappeared when I met my Angel. Ted finally had his years of loss disappear eight years ago when he met my eldest son’s pediatrician. We now had a massive family, and it was only growing bigger every year.
I rolled onto my back, pulled my wife to me, and kissed her like I always did—with love.
“I love you, Dean,” she declared as she lifted slightly off of me.
“Where you going, wife? I want to hold you a little longer.” I pushed her back down, so she lay on my chest with my arms around her.
~~~~
We had both been asleep for hours when Ted pounded on our front door with our youngest in tow three hours later. Angel hurriedly tossed her robe on while I got dressed quick as hell.
I opened the door to the usual look of disappointment from my annoyed brother.
“Damn it, we did it again. We’re sorry, Ted,” she said as she grabbed little Emily from his arms, still asleep. She carried the princess back to her bedroom.
The moment Angel was out of earshot, he asked, “So she
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