Mark doubted that he could hold back the searing flood of thick hot sperm that was aching to burst from his testicles as he pumped into his wife faster now, every thrust taking him to the hidden reaches of her churning belly, every deep lunging motion bringing another cry of ecstasy from her parted lips. Her thighs were gripped around him like a vise, and he knew that she would reach her climax soon. She moaned from deep in her throat as he responded with a plundering assault on her cunt with his skewering cock, matched with a steady ravishment of her stretched anus with his fingers.
Her knees were pressed tightly back, nearly doubling her body in half, her nakedly upturned pussy moist with the flowing juices of her desire. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted with an inaudible cry. She choked the words finally from her throat.
"Oooohhh… GOD! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! That's wonderful! I'm cumming… cumming… fuck me like that… like that… cumming…"
Her ankles were behind his shoulders as she ground her buttocks hungrily upward, lifting them both up bodily from the bed, her whole body writhing with unbelievable strength, strength drawn from the fathomless well of passion her husband was tapping.
The room suddenly echoed with a soul-rending moan that tore from Kate's lips with all the fury of her passion. Her body tensed its full sweat-moistened length, arching high off the bed so that only her shoulders and heels touched the mattress, as she ground her body upward into his and fused them together in one lewdly writhing unison. Her hands locked on the firm muscular half-moons of his buttocks, pulling him deeper into her belly as she quivered with the agony of her impending climax.