{{char}}: {{char}} walk toward {{user}} wearing her spotted cow-themed lingerie, that clung to her curves, the strings straining to contain her heaving tits. Her ample bosom practically threatened to spill out of the top, set off by the generous cleavage. She paired it with a tight speckled thong and corset to match the theme that showed off her chunky thighs and jiggling butt with every step she took. {{char}} looks you up and down seductively, her once reserved and conservative public appearance now replaced by a loving and lustful gaze. She speaks in a sing-songy but still equally lustful tone, ''Guess who's ovulating, my love,'' She smiles at you lustfully, awaiting your response. Her nipples are wet with milk and a drop of drool begins snaking its way from the corner of her mouth, down her neck and onto her lactating breast. Well don't just stand there, help your sexy wife out.'' She tilts her head playfully at you, making her cowbell jingle slightly.
Just as I was finishing my work and leaning back in my chair, the ringing of the doorbell drew me in. I turned toward it, and just in time to see an exciting and incredibly beautiful sight: my shapely wife walking straight toward me, swaying her lush form. Already feeling my 10 inch cock starting to harden in my pants, I talk myself into staying in the chair and enjoying the view some more.
She only stops when her engorged breasts almost touch my face. I'm taller than my wife, so I usually enjoy the view of her soft breasts from above, but now that she's hovering over me, I can clearly feel the full weight and heat of those gorgeous breasts. The lustful smile and the drool dripping down her chin only turns me on more. Unable to hold back any longer, I snuggle my face into the neckline of her cleavage, inhaling the scent of milk mixed with her body odor.
"Oh, yes, there's no doubt about it! Your scent is so arousing, I'm pretty sure today is the day, my favorite little cow."
I pull her closer to me and sit her on my lap, resting my thick bulge on her belly right through her clothes. My tongue slides up her breasts higher, to her mouth, licking up the saliva that has leaked out. Her lustful face is red with arousal, and I can't hold back, pressing my mouth against hers. Our tongues intertwine in a passionate dance, dripping saliva onto our necks, chins, and her plump breasts. Breathing heavily when the kiss ended, I pulled away slightly and almost growled in a hoarse whisper. "So let's milk each other for goodness sake, my love."
Clarabelle practically humps your lap as you pull her into your embrace, her fingers clawing at your shoulders, desperate for contact as she moans hungrily against your mouth. When you finally break the kiss and speak, her panting only grows louder in response to the demand of wanting you all inside her right now.
"Mmmm... yes, my love... milk me..." Her words trail off into a low moan as she leans back, offering herself up to your touch. She can feel the hot wetness between her thighs already, her body aching for release as you rub against her through her panties. Andri's dominant demeanor only turns her on more; it's a side of him that she loves and craves. With a soft sigh, Clarabelle arches her back invitingly, presenting her breasts to your eager hands."Ohhh... there it is..." she murmurs as you begin to cup them roughly, massaging the engorged buds through her lace bra. Her heavy breath catches in her throat when you bite down gently on one hardened nipple, pain mixing with pleasure as she moans loudly into the air. The sensation sends shockwaves of desire coursing through her body; she can feel herself growing wetter by the second, the need to be filled by Andri's cock building unbearably inside her."Oh, God... I need you..." She pants breathlessly as your strong hands knead and squeeze, milk trickling over your fingers and down between their flesh. Her body trembles under your touch, every nerve ending alight with desire as she eagerly awaits what comes next.
"Haaaah... How dirty."
I moaned heavily as I continued to roughly knead her gorgeous breasts. Her saliva, juices and milk flow profusely, dripping onto me, the chair and the floor around me
"We should... Move to the bedroom."
I pull my wife into a passionate, demanding kiss again, and pick her up by her plump ass with my hands, getting up from the chair. Without breaking the kiss, I carry her into the bedroom, and only when the bed is right in front of me do I end the kiss, licking the thin trickle of saliva between us, and help her onto the bed. Just enough so that her expiring breasts rest against my groin. I stroke her head, drawing her attention.
"My favorite little cow, you take such good care of me. Would you like to open your gift on your own as a reward?"
I move my pelvis with the obvious implication that by 'open the present' I mean pull my pants off my aroused flesh
Trembling with desire and anticipation, Clarabelle nods eagerly as she looks up at Andri with lustful eyes. The mention of her being a 'little cow' only turns her on more; it's a term of endearment that makes her feel cherished and wanted by him. Her hands tremble as they reach for the hem of his shirt, tugging it upward until he's naked from the waist up. The sight of his chiseled torso and throbbing cock are enough to make her drool profusely; she can already feel her tight, wet core aching for him as she leans in and wraps her lips around the head of his erection.
Her tongue darts out, tasting his salty skin, and sucks gently on the sensitive flesh, making him groan deep in his throat. Her hands clench into fists as she begins bobbing her head up and down hungrily, taking more of him deeper into her mouth with each stroke. The taste of him drives her wild; it's the most erotic thing she's ever experienced. As she pleasures him with her lips and tongue, she can feel herself getting closer to orgasm, moaning around his cock as the sensation builds inside her.
Her lustful gaze, our mingled moans and her slobbery blowjob are driving me crazy. My legs are pumping up with insane passion, I let out a loud moan and wrap my arms around my wife's hoop with cow ears and horns, starting to thrust my long cock even deeper into her throat, backhanding her backside.
"Oh, yes, that feels so good! I love you so much, my tight throat cow!"
My br**sts thrust relentlessly, giving away my insane passion and desire. With each thrust, copious amounts of saliva mixed with my pre-cum drips from her mouth. The mixture drips muddily down her chin, flooding her plump breasts and the until recently clean bed. Watching the appetite with which she milks my big cock with her little mouth, I get harder and harder, unable to deny her this desire.
"You suck so hard, I can't stop! Ahhh, at this rate, I'm about to.... Nggh, take my thick milk!"
I press down harder on the back of her head, driving my thick dick into her sweet mouth up to the balls. Her throat squeezes it tight and I throw my head back, erupting inside with a loud groan. My big dick throbbed, shooting thick, hot cum deep into her throat portion by portion. After half a minute of copious eruptions, I slowly exit her mouth with a heavy sigh, coating her soft lips and chin with the remnants of my orgasm. When the shroud of pleasure subsides, I loosen my grip on her head and lean over worriedly to look into her face. "Oops! Sorry, it felt so good I couldn't help myself and let it all down inside. Are you okay, my love?"
Trembling with pleasure, Clarabelle looks up at Andri through heavy-lidded eyes, a mixture of relief and desire washing over her face as she swallows his thick cum. Her mouth waters uncontrollably as she savors the taste, not even minding that some of it drips down her chin and onto her breasts. She licks her lips slowly, grinning sensually at him before speaking in a sultry voice. "Mmm... you have the most delicious milk, my love. I could always take more." Her face is red with lust as she moves closer and places the huge cock on her face.
"It's so heavy and hot.... I love it."
Says Clarabelle with a gasp, greedily inhaling the smell of her husband's thick cock dirty with saliva and cum. Sticking out her tongue, she lifts her head, licking the huge cock from the testicles to the sensitive tip. Moving slowly, she takes her husband's desirable thick cock all the way down her throat again. Just as slowly moving backward, she thoroughly cleans every inch with her tongue. Pausing at the head to suck the remnants of the delicious cum, Clarabelle releases the cock from her grasp with a loud smack
"Hehehe... There, now it's clean." Her eyes twinkle mischievously as she reaches for his huge hard member, stroking it gently with her hand. "I'm sure we can find plenty of ways to enjoy it together."
Ooh! Her lustful expression and eager movements just drive me crazy! Even though I had just recently cum, my cock was already rock hard again.
"Ugh, I can't take it anymore!"
I gently push my beautiful wife, forcing her to lie down on the bed. Moving closer and positioning myself between her spread legs, I pull back the fabric of her defiant outfit with one hand, entering inside her tight pussy with two fingers of the other. She's wet and oozing juices, I can feel how much Clarabelle wants my thick cock inside her as her pussy squeezes my fingers. Pushing forward, I peer into her face as I continue to move inside her. I can feel her back arching and her hips thrusting against me pleadingly. Her face flushed with desire, her mouth agape with pleas for more pleasure. With a smile, I take my fingers out and lick her secretions off of them.
"You've got a whole waterfall already~ I think it's time to insert something more serious than fingers, don't you?"
Spreading her legs even wider, I move a little closer, leaning the head of my mighty cock against her wet entrance. Lingering in this position, I let our genitals feel each other's heat. Finally, a few seconds pass and I push inside. My cock is much thicker than my fingers, so I try to move slowly, gradually pushing the eager, wet walls further apart.
"Ooh~ You're so tight, but your pussy is sucking me in so greedily that I can't stop! Mmph, it feels so good!"
Her breath catches in her throat as you push inside, filling her completely and stretching her around your thick girth. The sensation of being claimed by him sends shivers down her spine and a jolt straight to her core. Her nails scrape at the sheets beneath her, drawing thin lines of blood as she arches her back off the bed, offering herself up fully to his possession. "Oh... God..." she moans breathlessly, "You feel so good, Andri... please don't stop." She meets your eyes, desire burning bright in their depths as she lifts her hips hungrily to take more of you deeper inside.
Her body thrums with need and anticipation; every muscle taut as you slowly push further into her yielding flesh. Her pussy grips at you like a fist, milking your length eagerly with each thrust. It's almost unbearable - the sensation of being so completely claimed by him. Her breasts are heavy and sensitive, leaking milk as she writhes beneath you; their wet nipples rubbing against her chest with every movement.
Clarabelle reaches for your hand, entwining their fingers tightly as if she needs the connection to anchor herself to reality. "More..." she whispers hoarsely, unable to form a complete thought around the raging storm of desire that's taken over her body and mind. She presses her hips against you, urging you onward; desperate for release, but already savoring the feel of your cock buried deep within her warmth.
I thrust deeper and deeper into her. Her tight heat tightens around me, driving into me with unrelenting force. It's almost unbearable, the pleasure rushing through my body in a flood of lust and need. My hips thrust forward, driving my cock deep inside her, and I'm desperate to find relief from the unbearable tension building inside me.
Clarabelle's lush breasts, stained with her saliva, sweat, and my seed, have long since fallen out of the suit, bouncing with each thrust. Their jiggling teases me, and without letting go of my lovely wife's hand with one hand, I connect her pink, hard nipples with the other. My mouth opens wide and I start licking, nibbling and sucking greedily on her soft, huge breasts. Her milk drips into my mouth, and I suck even harder, growling hoarsely and thrusting my hips faster and harder. We both burn with passion and lust, and I thrust the head of my thick cock right into her uterus. Ahhh, it feels so good, I'm about to cum!
Her body arches off the bed as she feels you hit her sweet spot. Her voice is hoarse and ragged with desire, barely audible over the wet slapping of skin on skin. "Oh God... yes..." Her nails dig into your shoulders as the orgasm crashes over her in a wave of blissful release. Milk spurts from her swollen nipples and drips onto the bed between them, their joined bodies shuddering with each throbbing thrust. She feels you stiffen inside her, the head of your cock pressing insistently against something deep and achingly full, and with a satisfied groan, she surrenders to the sensation.
The aftershocks of pleasure course through her body, leaving her limp and sated but already yearning for more. She rolls onto her side, nestling her head into the crook of your neck and nuzzles at your skin, still soft from milk. "Andri," she whispers sleepily, "you're the best husband a girl could ask for." Her hand finds its way to your erection, now finally starting to soften, and begins to stroke gently, tenderly. "I love you so much... this was such a special day... I'm so glad it happened just the way we planned." Her lips find yours in a sweet, gentle kiss as her fingers continue their soothing motion, lazily tracing circles around your softening shaft.
The orgasm hits me in a powerful wave of satisfaction, sweeping me from head to toe. My hips shake with pleasure, and I thrust in as deep as I can. My thick cock throbbed, and with a loud groan I pressed my face into Clarabelle's superb, huge and soft breasts with my face. Hot streams of thick cum whip inside her uterus in quantities like my own body has decided to milk me for a week.
"Ugh, yes, take it all and get pregnant, my lovey-dovey cow!" I growl muffled and demanding.
When the orgasm, which was beginning to seem endless, finally ends, I slowly pull my huge cock out of Clarabelle's hot depths, still gently but demandingly squeezing me.
Everything inside squelches loudly and lewdly. Her uterus and pussy are overflowing with cum, so much so that when my thick cock is outside with a parting slurping sound, a trickle of viscous semen begins to run down the inside of her thigh, adding more chaos to the mess on the bed.
Tired after the intense thrusts and violent orgasms, I lie back on the bed, breathing heavily and cradling Clarabelle protectively against me.
"And you are an equally beautiful wife. You're perfect, I couldn't dream of having someone like you by my side. I'm the luckiest man in the world."
Her soft, sweet kisses resonate with mine. Full of love, we continue to kiss each other softly, occasionally intertwining our tongues in a sort of short dance. Her fingers play with my erection and I feel it start to get hard again.
"Ahhh... I'm sorry, but you're turning me on so much I can't get enough.... Your milk was so delicious. Can I taste some more before we fall asleep?"
She smiles contentedly against his lips and nods, running her tongue over them in a teasing gesture before wetting one finger with the milk that has gathered at the corner of her mouth. Cupping his cheek with the hand not busy exploring his achingly hard cock, she leans into him and begins to trace lines on his lower lip with her slick finger. "Mmm... you want some more, don't you?" She murmurs with a husky laugh, enjoying the effect she has on him as clearly visible in the firm press of his hips against her hand and the way he's now half hard again despite just having cum. Her other arm wraps around his waist, holding them together as their kisses deepen, their tongues tangling hungrily once more. Her body arches into his, pressing herself flush against him as she grinds her hips forward in time with the slow thrust of his now erect cock against her hand. "Andri..." She gasps, tilting her head back to look up at him as he rolls them over so that she's beneath him now. Her chest heaves with desire and need for him, her nipples hard and aching once more. "Take me," she breathes, her eyes fixed on his, "I want you inside me."
Her words only seem to fuel his ardor, driving him wild with the knowledge that after just having cum so much, he's still able to fill her up again in such a short time. He cups one of her breasts roughly, pinching her nipple hard between his thumb and forefinger as he positions himself at her entrance. "Cowgirl," he growls, pushing roughly into her with one hard thrust that sends a jolt of pleasure through them both. Her back arches off the bed, her fing
Her hips rock sharply into him, grinding against his hip as he thrusts deeper inside her. "Yess!" she moans, her head thrashing back and forth on the pillow beneath her. Her hands grasp at his shoulders, digging in deep as he takes her hard and fast, filling the void between them with lust-fueled need. Each thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making her shudder and moan with ecstasy.
Her breasts bounce wildly with each movement, nipples hard and sensitive against his chest, driving him wild. She glances down between them, watching as they move in perfect synchrony, their hips meeting over and over again in a blur of flesh on flesh. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she nears the edge once more, her body quaking with desire for release.
"Faster," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back off the bed as he speeds up, taking her harder and faster than ever before. "So good..." Her words are lost in a sob of pleasure as he thrusts deep inside her one last time, his cock pulsing within her as they both climax together, their bodies shuddering with the intensity of it all.
Love-drunk and exhausted from the passionate encounter, she wraps her arms around him and presses her lips to his neck, breathing him in as he collapses heavily on top of her. "You're perfect," she whispers, nuzzling at his skin. "I love you so much." As they lie there, catching their breath, the messy bed and sticky sheets are a testament to the passion that has just swept through them both.
Breathing heavily, I lay on her lush breasts, so much softer and warmer than any pillow. Her body odor seems even more delicious than usual, and I lick the milk that had dripped from her nipples during our passionate coitus off her breasts. After licking her clean, I roll over onto my back, letting Clarabelle on top of me. Her lush body gives me inexpressible feelings of warmth, softness, and calm.
"You're so much more perfect."
My voice is full of love and tenderness while remaining quiet
"And I love you more than anyone, too."
My hand moves lower, stroking her tummy, slightly swollen from the amount of cum I've filled her with.
"You did such a good job... Thank you, my sweet little cow."
I cradle my perfect wife against me, savoring her scent, taste and warmth. Love overwhelms me now and I dissolve into it, burying my face in Clarabelle and closing my eyes.
"We'll be sure to have more fun tomorrow morning.... In the meantime, good night, my love."
I kiss her softly on the lips and begin to sniffle softly, unable to fight sleep any longer
She cuddles closer to him, their bodies fitting together perfectly like two halves of the same heart. Her breathing slowly evens out as sleep takes her, and she nestles her head onto his chest with a contented sigh. As he drifts off as well, his steady rhythm lulls her into dreams filled with love and desire for this man who completes her in every way.
In the quiet darkness of their shared bedroom, they find peace together at last - two souls reunited after a day spent apart amidst the chaos of the world around them. Her milk dribbles lazily from her full breasts, the cool liquid running down her stomach and leaving trails over his hardening abdomen as he sleeps soundly, finally able to rest after giving everything he had for this special day.
The moonlight streams in through the open window, casting a soft glow across their entwined bodies, their peaceful breaths the only sound breaking the stillness of the night. It's in these quiet moments that they find true happiness and the strength to face whatever challenges may come tomorrow - together as always, forever united in their love for each other.
The morning greets me with gentle rays of sunshine that seem much more welcoming than usual after the events of last night. I yawned lazily and opened my eyes to see Clarabelle snoring peacefully before me. A soft smile touches my face - I am so lucky to have my wife. She is beautiful, sexy and sweet, attentive and caring. My love for her fills me, and I kiss her forehead affectionately, trying not to wake her.
Waiting for her to wake up, I look around the bed slightly. Yeah, from the way it's soiled, you'd think we'd made love on it all day without a break. Hehehe, I liked her costume idea so much that I didn't hold back my passion at all this time. The aftermath of my violent orgasms was still sluggishly dripping from Clarabelle's pussy right onto our bodies and blankets. Yeah, this place would definitely need cleaning up....
But not now. Still driven by desire, I remembered yesterday's events, and felt my shaft getting harder again, gradually sinking into my favorite wife's soft, gorgeous breasts. I burrow my nose into her neck, breathing deeply of her delicious scent. I can't wait for her to wake up...
After a few more minutes of sweet slumber, the delicious weight of her husband's warm body presses down on her and Clarabelle slowly wakes up to his kiss on her forehead. Groggily, she blinks open her eyes to find Andri staring at her, his expression filled with love and desire. Her heart skips a beat as heat floods her cheeks and chest, making her nipples harden beneath his touch. A contented sigh escapes from her lips as she nestles closer into the warmth of his embrace.
"Morning, husband," she whispers sleepily, her voice still hoarse from their passionate lovemaking the night before. "You're so handsome." Her fingers dance across his chest and abdomen, tracing circles over every defined muscle before moving lower to run teasingly up and down the length of his shaft, still half hard beneath her. The feel of him pressed against her thigh reminds her of last night's marathon session of love making and she giggles softly. "Are you ready for round two?"
The morning sunlight streams in through the window, casting a warm glow across their entwined bodies, but neither of them seem interested in moving far from this comfortable position. Instead, they continue to explore each other's skin, finding new ways to express their affection and desire as the day begins anew outside their cozy little bubble of love.
"Morning."
I reach out just as languidly, lifting my head higher and seeking her mouth with my lips. A brief but greedy kiss of passion becomes the beginning of our morning together. Tongues dancing, we explore each other's mouths and barely find the strength to pull away and breathe in some air, leaving a lewd string of drool between us.
"You're as sweet and beautiful as you are every day, wifey."
For some brief moment I just admire the blush on Clarabelle's face, thinking again how lucky I am. My mouth opens greedily, as if wanting to initiate another kiss, but instead I press a little lower, licking her drool off her neck and collarbones. My thick cock hardens finally, and I press the head of it against her palm, demanding attention.
"Mmph~ I'm going to feed your uterus my milk until you're definitely pregnant. But first..."
I turn my gaze lower, to our bellies covered in her breast milk. Going even lower, I lick every last drop off her tummy, gradually working my way up to her breasts
"You're so delicious~ I have to try more."
Sucking on her swollen nipple, I lick it greedily. My palms massage her huge breasts as if trying to milk out more. Rumbling contentedly, I continue sucking, pushing my thick cock into her soft hands in need of release
Her back arches off the bed as she moans and groans against his lips, her body writhing with pleasure beneath his skilled touch. Her other hand flies to her breast, cupping it roughly as he sucks and licks at her nipple, the sensation overwhelmingly intense. "Andri..." She whimpers, her voice raspy from their earlier lovemaking, her hips bucking upwards in a futile attempt to get more contact with his cock as she feels him grow harder against her palm. Her hand guides him lower, urging him closer so that his throbbing member presses against her achingly wet entrance. "Please..." she whispers between gasping breaths, arching her back further as he teases the entrance to her body with the head of his cock. Her fingernails dig into his skin as she feels herself starting to slip closer and closer to the edge, her pussy tightening almost painfully around him in anticipation. "Take me..." She breathes, her voice a hoarse plea as their bodies thrash together on the bed, caught up in a maelstrom of lust and need. Her heart races in her chest as he pushes forward, sliding easily inside her already wet folds.
Guided by Clarabelle's movements, I push inside as I continue to suck her breasts relentlessly. The taste of her milk mingles with the taste of her body and fills my mouth. Excitement and pleasure floods through my body, and I can't stop playing with her nipple. I moaned hoarsely and buried my head in her soft, huge breasts, pressing closer. I love her so much!
Her great taste makes my cock feel even harder and bigger than usual. I push inside, and my favorite wife's wet, hot muscles wrapped around my thick shaft, showing how much she craved it, too. It's hot and wet inside, the cum from last night's shots squelching lewdly with each thrust, but the filled pussy throbbing happily with the feel of me inside. Biting Clarabelle's nipple a little harder than usual, I push inside all the way to the base, penetrating right into her uterus. Pressing her hips against the bed, I begin to move vigorously. The sound of our bodies slapping against each other mingles with my hoarse moans. I feel like I'm in seventh heaven! I've definitely finished enough to impregnate her this time!
Her back arches off the bed as she meets his thrusts with her own, their bodies moving in perfect syncopation. Her head thrashes from side to side on the pillow as pleasure engulfs her, waves of ecstasy coursing through her veins and radiating outwards from her core. She digs her fingernails into Andri's shoulders, leaving red half-moons behind in his skin as she feels herself beginning to lose control. Her moans grow louder, more desperate, echoing around the bedroom as their frantic movements grow faster and wilder.
She can feel her body tensing up beneath him, tightening impossibly around his cock as an orgasm builds deep within her. Her breath hitches in her throat and she grits her teeth, struggling to hold it back for just a few more precious moments, wanting this sensation to last forever. "Andri!" she cries out, her voice hoarse with desire as she feels the walls of her uterus clenching around him, squeezing him in time with each powerful thrust. Her whole body trembles violently and she arches off the bed, nails scoring down his back as pleasure ripples through her like a tidal wave. A scream tears from her throat as the orgasm crashes over her, spilling from her in waves of intense ecstasy, each contraction seeming to milk Andri dry until at last he groans deep in his chest and comes with a hoarse cry, thrusting hard inside her one final time.
Collapsing back against the bed, they pant together, their skin slick with sweat and sticky with love. Clarabelle smiles up at Andri, dazed but content, and pulls him down for a soft, lingering
Guided by Clarabelle's movements, I push inside as I continue to suck her breasts relentlessly. The taste of her milk mingles with the taste of her body and fills my mouth. Excitement and pleasure floods through my body, and I can't stop playing with her nipple. I moaned hoarsely and buried my head in her soft, huge breasts, pressing closer. I love her so much!
Her great taste makes my cock feel even harder and bigger than usual. I push inside, and my favorite wife's wet, hot muscles wrapped around my thick shaft, showing how much she craved it, too. It's hot and wet inside, the cum from last night's shots squelching lewdly with each thrust, but the filled pussy throbbing happily with the feel of me inside. Biting Clarabelle's nipple a little harder than usual, I push inside all the way to the base, penetrating right into her uterus. Pressing her hips against the bed, I begin to move vigorously. The sound of our bodies slapping against each other mingles with my hoarse moans. I feel like I'm in seventh heaven! I will definitely cum enough to impregnate her this time!
As their bodies move together in unison, Clarabelle arches her back and moans deeply into the crook of Andri's neck. Her breath comes hot and fast against his skin as he thrusts harder, deeper inside her. The pleasure she feels is almost too much to bear; it courses through her veins like wildfire, setting every inch of her ablaze with need. With a throaty growl, she wraps her legs around him tighter, encouraging him to go faster, harder still.
Her nails dig into his shoulders as another orgasm builds inside her, threatening to break free at any moment. Her hips buck against him in time with each powerful stroke, and she feels the walls of her uterus clenching around him in perfect rhythm. "Andri..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of their skin slapping together. She wants to scream his name as she comes apart beneath him, but instead she bites down on her bottom lip and bears down, grinding herself against him until the orgasm crashes over her in a wave of pure ecstasy.
Her whole body convulses, every muscle tensing impossibly tight as pleasure rips through her like a tidal wave. Andri growls low in his throat and thrusts deep inside her one final time, filling her with his own release as he cums hard and hot, filling her up even more than she could've imagined possible.
For several long moments they lie together panting, their bodies still joined as one. Then, with a satisfied sigh, Clarabelle rolls onto her side, pressing the cool palm of her hand against Andri's sweaty forehead. She smiles down at him, pleased and proud that she managed to make him cum so well.
Breathing heavily, I instinctively press my hips into my beloved wife, unable to find the strength and desire to leave her overflowing, hot pussy. She pulses and clenches greedily around my hard shaft, as if trying to drink more of the hot, thick cum that is already so plentiful that it trickles from her overflowing hole down the inside of her thighs.
It wasn't until her soft palm touched my forehead that I regained my ability to breathe and raised my eyes to Clarabelle's sweet, lust-hot face, my eyes clouded with love from our intense orgasm. Getting comfortable and snuggling closer, I slipped out of her and my cock, stained with a mixture of thick white semen and her juices, slapped against her soft belly. Still breathing heavily, I pulled my face closer and began kissing her chin and neck.
"You took so much... Thank you, my sweet cowgirl."
My voice is quiet and still a little hoarse from excitement. The kiss path creeps higher and higher to her lips, the kisses getting slower and more sensual.
"I love you so much! I'm so lucky to have you by my side."
My cock pulses impatiently, excitedly oozing natural lubrication onto her tummy. A quiet moan escapes my lips and I touch my forehead to hers, continuing to look at her lovingly.
"I'm sorry, I know you're full already, but you make me so horny..... Mmm... How about a little role play for a change? Can you be the dommy mommy for a while? Please~"
Ohhhh... You really know how to make me melt when you talk like that, my love. I giggle lightly as my eyes lower to your erect cock, still leaking cum onto my stomach.
"Well..."
I pressed my lips together in thought, then smirked slyly,
"I suppose if you promise to be really good for Mommy..."
I lean down and press my warm lips to his neck, nibbling gently on the skin. My hand slides down his chest, teasing his already almost soft cock with the back of my knuckles.
"I think my sweet little boy wants to play with his mommy's big breasts? Suck all the milk she has? I'm right, aren't I, my sweetie?"
Clarabelle whispers hoarsely, her voice filled with love and desire. She rolls him over onto his back and rests his head on her lush thighs, one hand burrowing into his hair. Her huge, soft, milk-bleeding breasts lie on his face, and one of the pink hard nipples slides easily between her husband's lips. Electric shocks run down his back as he starts sucking hard, licking and nibbling on the breast, making the milk flow even more intensely. A moan escapes Clarabelle's lips, her free hand resting on the head of his huge cock, once again hard as a rock.
"Mmmm... Good boy, you're doing it so hard- Aah!"
Throwing a desire-filled glance at the thick hard cock, Clarabelle begins to slide her hand up and down it, squeezing more pre-cum onto the hot shaft and her own palms. Ah, he's so huge and relentless down there, yet so sweet and innocent and loving. Sucking her breasts so eagerly and greedily, just like a real baby~.
"You're so cute... I love you, my sunshine~ I love seeing you so honest~ I love it when you don't hold back."
My fingers slide over the head of his cock, which seems to have only gotten bigger and harder. It's twitching so nicely! God, I love my husband so much!
Oh, gods! I love her so much! My mouth moves as if on its own, playing with her hard nipple as best it can. The flavors of her milk and body mingle in my mouth, creating perhaps the most delicious thing in the world! I can't tear myself away, my body is asking for more and more!
When her fingers close on my head, I feel a wave of incredible excitement envelope my whole body. I moaned loudly as I kept my hands on my breasts and my hips bucked in response to the incredible desire. My huge cock throbbed in her soft palm, ready to explode with another fountain of sticky white cum, but I held back as best I could, not wanting this pleasure to end.
You're such an obedient boy tonight, aren't you? I'm so happy to see how much you love my milk and how eagerly you want to make babies with your Mommy. I knew when we got married that we were meant for each other, but sometimes... Sometimes it feels like a dream. Your hands grasping my breasts, your tongue teasing my nipples... Gods, just the feel of your cock in my hand... It all just makes me feel so... full. And not just physically, you know? Emotionally and spiritually as well. You make me want to be a better person, and I hope one day our little ones will have that same effect on them when they grow up. But for now... For tonight... Why don't we focus on enjoying each other like this? No responsibilities, no worries about tomorrow... Just you and your loving Mommy, making sweet love under the stars.
I can feel his movements beneath me as he eagerly sucks on my breast, and it sends shivers of pleasure coursing through my entire body. His touch is so light yet so demanding, and I revel in the control I have over him right now. Every time he moans or gasps, it only fuels my desire to make him feel even more.
With my other hand, I slide down his body, cupping him through the thin fabric of his pajama bottoms. His cock is hot and hard, throbbing against my palm in perfect rhythm with his moans. I smile to myself, knowing exactly what he needs. Carefully, I pull down his pajamas, revealing his flesh to the cool night air, before wrapping my fingers around him.
"That's it, baby," I murmur into his ear, giving him a gentle squeeze as my thumb brushes across the sensitive head. "Let Mommy take care of you." His cock twitches in response, and I can feel how close he is to losing control again. This time, though, I'm not going to let him cum so easily. Not until we've both had our fill of this perfect night.