Woman's Wishes: Wife And Husband Fulfill Their Cuckold Fantasy

"Oh, God, this is so good." I matched her pace, savoring the reality, the raw connection. This wasn't just f*cking anymore; it was love, deep and unfiltered.

"What about babies?" I murmured.

"If it happens, it happens. . . naturally, lovingly." She kissed me, smiled, then kissed me again, deeper. "But no pulling out. . . ever." Her grin was pure mischief.

"Can we still play with the fantasy? Can I watch men cum deep inside you?"

"Oh, God, yes." Her eyes clamped shut, her hips bucking hard against me. "Would you kiss me while they're cumming in me, getting me pregnant?"

That was it. We both shattered. She curled into me, pulling me deep as I spilled into her, my cock nudging her cervix, pulse after pulse. She held me there, smiling as our bodies calmed, our breathing synced. I collapsed, panting.

"Oh, lover, that was so good." Her hand caressed my face, her smile soft. We kept moving together, gentle now, as our breaths steadied. Soon, we drifted into sleep, me still soft inside her, wrapped in her warmth.