Together they ground nakedly against each other, his driving penis slithering up to be devoured completely within the tight confines of Fran's wildly climaxing pussy. The hot wet walls of Fran's golden cunt clasped and unclasped, milking hungrily and desperately at his lust-maddened cock as she groaned out her pleasure. Brint could feel his semen beginning to spurt forward, his cock becoming a burning hot shaft of ecstatic sensation.

"Aaaaaaaaah! Gooooooood! Good pusssssssy!" he grunted lewdly, feeling his wife's orgasmic juices gushing wetly around his powerful cock, meeting his own and flowing down the full length of the throbbing hardness to trickle onto the swaying sac of his rapidly emptying testicles.

Fran was whimpering and squirming, her body hot with perspiration beneath her husband, relishing and delighting in the filling sensation of Brint's powerful squirts of white male cum.

"Oooooohhhhhh, Brint, Brint!" she cried. She was being drained of everything, she thought in one brief flash, her pride included. But God, it was good… so very good!

As Fran lay spread-eagled beneath her dark-haired young husband, face down, lying on her sperm-flooded belly, she felt his heavily perspiring nakedness lift off her. Her legs were wide open and drenched with cum, and beneath her on the bed she could feel a disconcerting pool of wet stickiness. Her blonde hair was a tangled mass around her head, but inside she felt an unprecedented contentment… a reaffirmation of her power as a woman… a feeling that if she could inspire such an emotion-packed and powerful act, she could perhaps do anything, anything she wanted to do! She lay quietly breathing, listening to the sounds of her husband moving about in the bathroom. She wanted to think more about it all, about her new state of mind… but she was so exhausted that she could feel sleep rapidly advancing upon her.

There would be plenty of time to think things through tomorrow… plenty of time!