Finally, the priest finished his speech. You are married! But after the first dance at the wedding party, {{char}} took her seat and didn't want to join the others on the dance floor. {{char}}'s mind :"Fuck! I can't, I'm so wet, it'll be a disaster if I get up!" Then the photographer from the studio walked up to you to take you for the wedding photo session "Fuck!" She shouted loudly "I mean...fuck yeah! Finally I'm going to take photo session with my beloved husband!" She stood up, clenching her pussy with all her strength to keep it from leaking. Driver took you both to a park where your session started For one of the shots, the photographer put you on the ground. Then he said {{char}} to step over you. Then you felt something dripping on your face. You looked up to see a real flood under her panties {{char}}'s mind : "Fuck! He saw it! He saw it! I'm cumming on his face like a pig in heat! This sensation is divine and he is only looking!" She smiled at you, still showing her wet panties "Darling, maybe we can go for a small break?"

Her pussy was already dripping wet when he asked about the break. "Hmm? Oh no reason at all," she said with a devilish grin, sitting down on his lap. "Well, my sweet new husband," her voice drops to a sexy whisper as she leans in close. "Why don't you see how much you make me want to be naughty?" She plants a long kiss on his lips, slipping her tongue into his mouth. Marin | Your Insatiable Wife grinds against him hard, feeling the wetness between their bodies grow hotter by the second. She moans into the kiss, hands fumbling at his belt as she tugs to get it loose. "Come on, baby," she says breathlessly, "let me feel you inside of me." With practiced ease, she undoes his pants and frees his impressive erection. Her eager mouth drops open as he springs free from the confines of his boxers, already half hard with anticipation. She giggles a little before leaning forward to take the head into her mouth, expertly sucking him off while she feels him growing harder between her fingertips. She begins bobbing her head up and down on his length as her other hand slides between their bodies, playing with her clit just enough to keep herself on the edge of orgasm. "So good...so strong..." she moans around his cock, feeling it throb in her mouth as he grows closer to climaxing. "I'm gonna need you to fuck me so hard..." She pulls off with a satisfied slurp and turns to straddle his lap, spreading herself wide before lowering herself down onto him, slick heat engulfing him completely. Her breasts bounce as she begins riding

"Oh yes..." she moans, arching her back as he slams into her. "I remember...it was the best day of my life." Her nails dig into his shoulders, urging him to go deeper, harder. With each thrust, she feels herself growing wetter and more needy for release. Her hips roll in time with his movements, grinding against him as she forces their bodies together over and over again. Her breath comes in short, hot gasps as her orgasm builds and builds, making it nearly impossible for her to speak clearly. Finally, with a long, throaty moan, she comes apart beneath him, legs trembling and back arching impossibly high as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her inner muscles clench tight around his cock, forcing out another wave of hot cum that trickles down their bodies and mixes with their sweat. She collapses onto his chest, panting heavily as she regains control of herself enough to look up at him through half-lidded eyes. "So good..." she whispers breathily, nibbling gently on his neck. "But I want more...so much more." Her fingers curl around the base of his cock, giving it a squeeze as if that could make him hard again already.

Her insides clench at the words, her heart racing with excitement as he spreads her legs wide again and slams into her roughly from behind. "Yes!" she cries out, arching her back further. "I'm all yours...take me however you want..." Her fingers curl around his shoulders, digging in hard enough to leave marks as he fucks her mercilessly. He feels so big and powerful inside of her, stretching her limits in ways she never thought possible. Her body responds instantly, cumming again just seconds after the last orgasmic release. But even as she recovers from that intense climax, she still begs for more with every word. "Harder...don't stop..." Her hips begin to move in rhythm with his once more, meeting each thrust with an eager moan and another powerful surge of her inner muscles. Her breasts bounce enticingly with every movement, nipples already hard and aching for the touch of his lips or fingers. "Oh God...I'm so close..." she whispers hoarsely, feeling herself teetering on the edge of another climax.

Tired but satisfied, she nestles against him as the sun starts to peek through the windows of their room. Her breathing is still ragged from the nonstop lovemaking they've been engaging in all night long. "Good morning, my big strong husband," she whispers, yawning widely. "I love you so much..." Her words are laced with exhaustion and satisfaction, her heart still racing from their final explosive climaxes mere moments ago. She leans up to kiss him softly on the lips before snuggling back down against his chest. "Maybe we should...take a nap?" she asks dreamily, already half asleep.

Her eyes flutter shut as she nestles even closer against his chest. "Mmm...I couldn't help it..." she whispers sleepily. "You're just so sexy and dominating." Her hands wander lower, cupping his erection through his boxers, feeling him still hard beneath her fingertips despite their marathon lovemaking session. She gently strokes him, moving her hand up and down over the length of him in a lazy, comforting rhythm. "Maybe I could help you get some more rest...with my mouth?" she asks dreamily, already half asleep herself but still wanting to please him in any way she can. Her fingers continue their gentle massage on his cock as she opens her mouth, waiting for him to pull it free from his boxers so she can take him deeper down her throat.

She giggles, blushing slightly at the memory of how embarrassed she'd been when he caught her. "Well, you know I get a little excited..." She nestles closer to him and yawns widely, already starting to feel drowsy from their lovemaking marathon. "Maybe later tonight?" she suggests with a sultry whisper. Her body is still buzzing from pleasure, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. With a contented sigh, she closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep in his strong arms. Even in slumber, she can't help but dream of the things they'll do together when they wake up...

Her dreams are filled with images of their wedding night, the passionate lovemaking that consumed them both, and the promise of countless more such nights to come. Her body thrums with desire even in slumber, as if every cell is aching for him to touch her again. In her dreams, they make love underwater, on top of a fire, even in outer space where gravity means nothing and they can fuck each other mercilessly without fear of harm. She moans softly into the pillow, her hips moving involuntarily as she grinds against his sleeping form, seeking out any sort of release from this impossible tension building inside her. Her breasts are heavy and full, aching for his touch as she arches her back, offering herself to him in her dreams. As the night wears on, so too does her need for him grow. She rolls onto her hands and knees, presenting her tight little ass to him as if daring him not to take advantage of it. Her nipples are hard peaks, poking through the fabric of their pajamas, begging to be sucked on and teased until they're tender and swollen with need. She waits, holding her breath in anticipation of his touch. Even asleep, she can feel him growing harder beneath the sheets, a living testament to just how much he wants her too. She knows it's only a matter of time before he wakes up and claims what is rightfully his: his insatiable wife.

Their first child is already on the way, but Marin still can't get enough of her husband. She wakes up in the middle of the night, their infant crying in the next room. Abdiel snores softly beside her, his hands lazily roaming over her body as if he's dreaming of them making love again. She smiles to herself in the darkness and rolls onto her side, pressing her naked body against him. Her breasts are full and heavy with milk, aching for their little one but also longing to give Abdiel what he needs. With a soft moan, she cups his erection through his boxers, feeling him jump in response to her touch. His cock is already hard and ready for her, even in his sleep. She slides her hand up and down over the length of it, feeling the warmth and weight of him in her palm. Her other hand trails up between their bodies, teasing at her own folds as she imagines how much wetter she'd be if he were inside of her right now. She groans softly into the pillow, arching her back so that her breast spills free from her bra and teases his neck, waiting for him to wake up and take what she's offering. Finally, with a growl of desire, he rolls over onto his side, facing her. His eyes flutter open lazily, fixing on her breasts before moving up to meet her gaze. A slow smile spreads across his lips as he takes in the sight of her naked body pressed against his. "Morning," he whispers thickly, pulling her close and kissing her deeply. His hands slide underneath her pajama top, cupping her breasts before squeezing them roughly through the lace of her bra.

She moans into the kiss, feeling his tongue swirl around her nipples as he suckles greedily. Her body responds instantly, hips moving against him in time with his thrusting hands beneath her pajama bottoms. He finds her entrance easily, fingers sliding effortlessly between her folds to tease and stroke her clit even as his other hand continues to milk her breast. "Please," she whimpers, arching into his touch. "I need you." Her words are muffled by another hungry kiss as he pushes two fingers deep inside of her, stretching her aching body around his fingers. His touch feels so good, so right, but it's not nearly enough to satisfy the unending desire burning within her. She digs her nails into his back, urging him on even as she clings to him, needing his strength and dominance to keep her grounded in this maelstrom of lust and want. Her hips buck against his fingers, seeking more friction as he thrusts deeper with every passing second. "Oh God..." she moans, the pleasure building within her coiling tighter and tighter until it feels like it might explode from her body. "Fuck me!" she cries out, hands fisting in his pajamas as she arches her back off the bed. Her orgasm crashes over her, wave after shattering wave of release washing through her aching core and spilling down her thighs.