Kate reached down the length of her husband's muscular back, ran her fingers over the hard swell of his buttocks, and then shoved her hands between his legs, squeezing firmly but tenderly the hair-covered sac beneath his turgid cock. He moaned at the electric touch of her fingers. "Shit, baby… I really want you. I've got to have some of that cunt of yours," he hissed.

"Uuuuu, and I want you to hurry," she retorted. She held her arms up to him again, inviting him, taunting him to come into her, and below her thighs were splayed out wide to receive him, as her hips ground in tiny impatient circles under him.

The madly aroused husband lowered himself down on top of her, his hips wedging easily into the wide angle of her thighs, his lancing hardness probing for the tender young flesh of her moist cuntal slit. The instant his lust-inflated penis touched her, she shuddered under him with sensual delight, her whole body quivering with ecstatic anticipation.

Then he gritted out between his passion clenched teeth, "I'm going to fuck you hard, Kate… harder than ever… as hard as I can!"

"Oh Mark, darling, I hope so! That's what I want you to do so badly. I want you to fuck me as hard as you can!"

And she meant it! Her sexual arousal had reached such an insane level of desire that she could barely contain herself. And she could think of no reason why she should contain herself. The man on top of her was her husband, and she wanted his lancing hardness up inside her, pounding into her loins with masculine power and strength. She wanted his massive cock to turn her inside out… to bring her the pleasure she had so recently learned about… the pleasure she knew she had to give herself up to fully in order to enjoy. There was no reason in the world to hold back anything from the man she loved. Her entire body was yielding against his masculine firmness her lips once more soft and moist as they crushed against his.