MORNING FUCK - Story

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I kissed her with ferocity, taking her mouth with a burning possession, tasting her sweetness with deep, languid licks. She whimpered. The vibration sizzled straight through me and stiffened my already erect cock. I pressed my hardness against the firm, silken flesh of her bottom. Being in my wife’s presence kept my hunger for her eternally burning, never fully extinguished, despite several years of marriage. She had stolen my heart and I knew I would never get it back. “Good morning, baby,” she cooed, twining her hand around my neck. “Good morning.” I smiled and leaned in to whisper in her ear, “I’m so hard for you.” “And I’m wet for you.” Her thick black mane of hair lay like an exotic fan across the white pillowcase. Her breath was slow and steady, the side profile of her breasts readily visible. Her nipples stiffened, magnifying the fullness of her ample curves. She was stunning. During our entire marriage I’d watched...

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her turn the heads of men and women alike, and with every passing year I fell more and more in love with her. A lazy half-smile spread across her face, an expression she saved for me—a look she gave when she wanted me to tear off all of her clothes and ravage her body. I traced my fingers along her skin until my fingertips met a peaked nipple. She melted into me, pressing her warm, curvy ass against my hard-on. The lush carnality of her body swept over me I grew harder. I pressed my cock against her bottom and kissed her, my tongue blazing a trail from her ear to her jaw, and finally to her hot lips. She slid her hands along the muscles of my chest and our breath grew rapid and pressured as our tongues probed…