"Ohhhhh!" Fresh flashes of lust sped from her box as Dave started to eat her out. A fresh seep of cunt-juice started and she spread her legs, stretching to get them as far apart as she could, loving the feel of his mouth and tongue, wanting more, desire raging now, filling her with bright waves of pure happiness.

"I love you. I love you!" she said eagerly, caressing his arms and shoulders.

Dave's tongue licked strongly, leaving a moist trail from her cunt up past her navel. He licked up toward her breasts as he pulled her to the bed. The springy feel of her slim waist aroused him deeply and he tumbled her so she lay flat, almost leaping on her to lie between her legs.

Marilyn felt the hard rod go up her snatch and knew she was going to come. She went with the feeling, helpless with lust, melting under her husband's driving strength, his digging cock raising magnificent waves of passion from her steaming box until she shrieked, called his name and came, all her muscles thrashing, arms flailing in the air, body tense, twitches of shining fire along every nerve.

She sloped from the frantic peak, aware that Dave was still there, still fucking hard, his cock all the way up her cunt, his legs driving his hips faster and faster, a flurry of short, desperate jabs.

"Dave. Dave! You'r so strong. I love you."

He moved up to a new angle, striking down more steeply, the top edge of his dick dragging over her clit. A new passion began to grow between her legs. Marilyn moved below her husband, letting him feel her, letting him touch her breasts, his short kisses, his long, dense thrusts, the full length of his tool moving regularly up and down in her slick pit. "I love you. Dave. I love you. I love your body. I love your cock. Your cock. I love your sex… your body… your cock… cock. Hard cock… I love you when we fuck… fuck… fuck me, Dave… oh, hard.