Her screams of pleasure had a motivational effect on him; he quickened his thrusts into the warmth of her ‘honeycomb’. With every strike her bottoms’ motions provided the trajectory for his p***s to rub against the soft flesh of the projecting c******s eliciting it was pure pleasure and joy. The orgasm was long in coming; sweat ran down their bodies freely meeting in a wet vortex on the surface of their bellies. That was the first time they were having s*x to consummate their marriage. The succeeding days were not different.
Those were the days of joy and love. Rogers was then a caring and loving husband. Not anymore. The Rogers of two years was now a selfish, insensitive and controlling beast. She didn’t delude herself, this marriage was irreparable, and the only option would be to end i
