Part 2 (my turn)
I lifted the covers off my wife, placed her into the 'recovery position' (sideways) and then slowly fed my c0ck into her pu$$y. She was still wet - very wet in fact - and I slid in without resistance. I gripped her hip and started with long slow steady strokes, pumping my c0ck in and out, giving her my full length. I hadn't said a word during all of this, and she said nothing either, other than to moan "mmmmmm" and pull her leg up a bit higher. This allowed me to go deeper, which I did, and soon I was fucking her hard and fast.
"Oh. God!" she allowed, her eyes closed but her face contorted with pleasure. She pulled her knee higher still, right up to her chest, so I could f#ck her even deeper and harder. "Yeah!" she grunted.
I removed her bent knee from her breast and stretched her leg up to my shoulder, as I continued pounding her. I continued f#cking her that way - one leg on the bed, the other up in the air - until she shifted slightly onto her back. Her legs were still split wildly but I now had easy access to her cl!t. I licked my thumb and pressed down between her legs, strumming her cl!t. It was swollen.
"Oh. God. Yesss!" she repeated, gasping.
Her pussy was so wet it was easy to keep her cl!t lubed. Her gasps seemed to increase the harder I pressed against her cl!t, so I kept pressing her harder. I rolled my thumb all over that b!tch and my wife was going crazy, as my stiff c0ck kept slicing in and out of her slick c#nt. I switched gears slightly, dropping the leg pressed against my torso before picking both up and spreading her wide. I rammed my c0ck in deeper and pounded her missionary style, her legs stretched wide enough that I was able to continue thumbing her cl!t.
My wife was going crazy now. She had one hand clamped over her own mouth, trying to block the screams, as I continued slamming into her. I had never seen her like this, but I knew better than to stop what I was doing. Finally she dropped her hand, gripped the sheets, gritted her teeth, and arched her back as she bucked up and down in the throes of a mind-blowing orgasm. She was c#mming, and it was one for the ages. I released her legs and slipped out of her, giving her a moments respite before I turned her over.
She was like my little f#ck toy at that moment, saying nothing, but willingly -drunkenly- taking my cue and putting herself in the doggy position. She got up on all fours, dropping her head only when I had entered her again. "Oh god" she groaned, as I slowly slid in. I grabbed her hips and started thrusting steadily, her fingers grazing my balls as she played with her cl!t below. Her hand dropped away as I picked up the pace and my balls started slapping her c#nt. She was moaning now, panting, and again she returned to her new mantra: "Oh, god, yesss". My wife seemed to have found religion this night.
Truth be told, I was feeling a bit godlike at this point. I'd been hitting all the right spots and my wife was going bananas for it. I was so good there was no way she would turn me down again in future, right? Who wouldn't want to be f#cking like this all the time if they had the chance, right? I'd been f#cking her for over half an hour and she was loving it. She had c#m hard, more than once, and it was my turn now. I picked up the tempo and continued pounding her pu$$y forcefully.
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