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... legs wider, spreading those beautiful hips. Finally Darren's phallus pierced her. She whimpered softly, such a pleasureful sigh. It was like she was reunited with her long lost true lover. I may be Nicole's husband, but Darren was the father of her child.

Years of marriage had tightened Nicole, but Darren was patient. He went slow at first, gradually loosening her up again. It helped that Nicole was so horny and wet. Darren had always been her favorite lover, and now there was also the thrill of extramarital sex. Ladies, you can cheat on your husbands; you can have sex with a black man; you can have unprotected pregnancy-risk sex; but until you combine all three together, you've never had REAL sex. Nicole's body-count was in the triple digits, but that night in Darren's apartment, she had REAL sex for the first time.

The couple paused when they heard Ida stirring in the other room. Thankfully, the little girl was only turning in her sleep. Both lovers sighed with relief, and it served as a perfect transition for Darren to speed up his pace a little. Nicole gripped her lover's hands tight as her first orgasm of the night started building. Darren attacked her neck with lots of wet sloppy kisses. He was thrusting fast now, urged on by the tension he could feel in Nicole's supple body.

Darren wanted that reunion sex to last longer. But the way Nicole's legs kept brushing against his feet, the poor host just couldn't endure it. At the last moment, he leaned his weight ...

... on his left arm, and with his right hand, he grabbed Nicole's hair and started pulling. That long cruel orgasm that had been smoldering in Nicole's core suddenly burst and poured into every inch of her body. She sank her teeth into the pillow to avoid waking the little girl in the adjacent room. Nicole was simply in paradise. In four years of marriage, she'd forgot how amazing sex can be. She could feel it all now, it felt like she was flying. Like she was soaring through the air, flitting between clouds. With her pussy full of Darren's member, Nicole's soul was full of pulsating bliss.

Darren grunted and thrust as deep as he could go. He never came the way normal men do. Instead of a burst of cum and then 'roll credits', Darren's orgasm was prolonged. Picture a dam bursting, except instead of water, it's a reservoir of molasses. Thick, creamy sperm slooowly seeped into my unfaithful wife. His cum flowed unhurried, but with infinite momentum. Like a steamroller, there was a sense of inevitability as his swimmers marched toward Nicole's womb. Darren's slow-rush climax refused to stop, the poor man had a look of pure agony on his face. He collapsed on top of Nicole, exhausted. It felt like he would crush her to death. He bit down on her ear hard and painfully, and STILL his testicles kept leisurely pumping DNA into my wife's body. By the time Nicole came down from her euphoric odyssey, her whole entire pussy, her cervix and her womb were FLOODED with Darren's thick healthy ...