Kneeling before him, Fran struggled helplessly with her passion and the almost overwhelming feeling of shame that alternated with it. She thought that she had never before felt her husband so deep inside her, and she was unable now to control the passion surging through her involuntarily writhing body.
Brint pressed slowly outward with his thumbs to stretch the softly undulating moons of his wife's naked white buttocks wider apart, watching the pink wet folds of her unresisting blonde hair-trimmed cunt as they clung tightly around his rampaging cock. He knew that he'd never fucked her this deep before, and somehow he reveled in the fact. It was a milestone in their marriage, a point for him in their relationship. Maybe she'd calm down a little after this!
Grinning triumphantly to himself, he levered his pelvis forward, lifting himself up a little and letting the hard plunging shaft of his deeply skewering penis slip finally into the last remaining inch of Fran's vaginal sheath, feeling the over-stimulated tip of it sink all the way back into her openly accepting pussy.
Then, grinding his hips tightly up against the smooth quivering flesh of her buttocks, he rotated the thickly probing head around deep up inside, enlarging even more the tightly enclosing passage of her cunt until he suddenly felt his wife go to pieces beneath him. She squeezed the petal-like lips of her hotly clenching cunt elastically around the base of his heavily tingling cock, sending tiny pinpricks of lewd sensual delight shattering through his heavy, sperm laden testicles.