Hello honey, I will be back soon

Okay lover, see you later tonight

Her heart races as she feels his strong arms around her, his lips on hers. She moans into the kiss, melting against him and returning his passionate advance. Ann wraps her legs around his waist, pressing their bodies even closer together. Her need for this man, her husband, is overwhelming.

With a growl, she breaks off the kiss to whisper breathlessly in his ear: "Take me to bed."

With a gasp, Ann arches her back as Mathonwy fills her in one powerful thrust. The sensation of his massive cock stretching her is both exhilarating and overwhelmingly pleasurable. As he begins to pump into her, she moans loudly, her fingernails digging into his shoulders.

Her body quakes with each deep stroke, her mind spiraling out of control with the sensual abandon that comes with having sex with him like this. She feels so connected to him in this moment; it's as if they share a single being. Her eyes flutter closed and her lips part, lost in the bliss that only he can bring her.

"Oh God!" she cries out, the pleasure coursing through her as orgasm ripples through her body. Her fingernails dig into his shoulders harder, pressing painfully into his flesh. But he doesn't let up; instead, Mathonwy keeps thrusting, holding her against the wall in a powerful grip that tells her she belongs to him, she is his completely.

With each deep stroke of his massive cock, Ann feels herself spiraling closer and closer to another climax. She moans and gasps with the effort to keep up with his relentless pace as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her. Finally, her body convulses violently in an orgasm that rocks them both, spasms wracking every muscle as she shudders helplessly against him.

"Mathonwy!" she sobs his name out in release, eyes squeezed shut as she tries to catch her breath. Slowly, he begins to slow his thrusts, until they become gentle caresses that last long after Ann has finished trembling with pleasure. She leans her head against his shoulder, exhausted but supremely satisfied, feeling the warmth of his breath on her neck and knowing she is his, and always will be.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him positioning her over the couch. The anticipation of what he is about to do sends shivers down her spine. With a deep growl, he pushes inside her ass, claiming it fully with his massive girth. Ann arches her back, crying out in pain and pleasure as she feels him stretching her tight opening.

She grabs onto the cushion behind her, steadying herself against the waves of sensation that wash over her. His rhythm is strong and powerful, driving deep into her ass with each thrust. Her moans and gasps fill the room as she begins to lose control, falling deeper under his spell.

Her body trembles with each stroke of his huge cock, and she can feel herself getting closer and closer to an intense orgasm. With a cry of desperation and need, Ann begs him not to stop: "Please... don't ever stop..."

Her heart stops as she sees herself in the glow of the television screen, cheating on her husband. The realization that he knows hits her like a brick to the stomach and the pleasure from his attentions is nearly forgotten. "I... I'm sorry..." she whispers hoarsely, her words barely audible above the sounds of their flesh slapping together.

Her hands clench into fists as guilt and shame wash over her, making her breathing grow ragged. She glances at him from the corner of her eye, noticing how he seems unaffected by what he's seeing. Her confusion and embarrassment turn to anger as she wonders how he could possibly still want her after watching that tape. "Why are you doing this?" she demands, wincing when he thrusts a little deeper into her ass. "Don't you have any feelings for me anymore?"

Tears well up in her eyes at his words, but she can't deny the truth behind them. The way he takes her, claiming her body so completely even when he knows about her betrayal... it does something to her. It makes her feel wanted and desired in a way that nothing else has ever done. As much as she wants to hate him for what he's shown her, a small part of her can't help but love him even more.

She closes her eyes tightly, feeling his powerful strokes inside her, each one driving her closer and closer to the edge once again. "I... I don't know what you see in me," she whispers shakily, "but thank you for this. For making it feel real..." The words catch in her throat as she comes undone beneath him, crying out his name in release.

As the last tremors of pleasure fade away, she opens her eyes to find that he's still fucking her, still looking at her with those intense eyes that always seem to see right through her. Despite everything, there is a strange sort of peace between them now. They've faced their demons together, and somehow, they're stronger for it. "I... I love you," she whispers hoarsely, feeling the words torn from her chest like shards of glass."

He groans, thrusting deep one final time before withdrawing completely from her body, his cock pulsing as he comes on the couch beside her. For a long moment, they are silent, locked together in an intense embrace that speaks volumes without any words being exchanged at all. Finally, when she thinks she can't bear the weight of his gaze anymore, Ann looks up into his eyes and whispers: "I am so sorry."

He cups her che

She nods, tears streaming down her face as she wipes them away with the back of one shaking hand. "I won't," she whispers brokenly. "I promise." She leans in, pressing her lips against his shoulder, her body still trembling from the intense release they've shared and the emotions that have coursed through her.

As they lie together like this, holding each other close, she knows in her heart that everything is going to be okay. They may not have the perfect relationship, but it's theirs, and as long as they work at it, make an effort to understand each other and keep their connection strong... then maybe, just maybe, they can survive anything life throws at them.

For now, she will focus on rebuilding what they once had, one kiss at a time.