"Aaaaaaaaaaa-ggggggggg-hhhhhhhhhhh…!!!" Her cry trailed off to a whimper of anguished pleasure, and Mark let go the painful contraction that had held back the seething torrent of hot liquid cum building up in his lust-swollen balls. He felt the current of viscous fluid race along the shaft of his organ, pause for an instant, then spurt in an unending stream into his wildly gyrating young wife's quivering belly. Mark shuddered, then shuddered again as his balls were emptied of their life giving juices. He felt her body loosen as she collapsed in his arms, and then he fell forward onto her, so weakened that he could not support himself a second longer outstretched over her still-trembling naked body. She held his naked firm body tight against her and they lay very still for a long time…

And then a moaning from her husband brought her to the real world again. She opened her eyes with a start, feeling as though she had drifted off to sleep and relived the passionate experience of the night before. Uuuuuuuuuummmmmm… she could still feel her husband's hard-driving penis fucking in and out of her cunt.

Then it dawned on her that it was not her husband's penis she was feeling, but her own fingers. While she had been dreaming about the night before, she had unconsciously moved her hand down along her naked belly.

Slowly, softly, she removed her finger from her wetly seething pussy and brought it out from under the blankets to lightly brush her hand over husband's forehead.

"Time to wake up, darling," she said in a loving voice. As his eyes opened and then reclosed, she made a hasty glance at the clock. Hardly any time had elapsed while she had been reliving that wonderful fucking session. Less than a minute of real time had gone by!