In no time, he picked me up, flipped me over and mounted me from behind, pushing me against the armrest of the couch. I screamed in pain as my apex was/is swollen. With every thrust, I was screaming in pleasure. He fucked me hard and filled me often. We stopped around 4 so he could shower and get to work on time. While he was working, I hydrated, ate and napped.
When he came back, he showered and joined me on the couch. He leaned over to kiss me. I put my wine glass down and kissed him back. He shoved his tongue down my throat. I spread my legs as I moaned. He lifted my shirt - the only thing that I was wearing - then used 3 fingers to enter my apex to see how wet I was; I was dripping wet.
“Mi amor,” he whispered as he kissed my neck. “You’re incredibly swollen. Whether or not you can fit me, I’m enjoying you for the rest of the night!”
He took his boxers off and mounted me. We both screamed in pleasure. He fucked me hard and fast, filling up my cervix for hours. I was in pain but I gladly took him. He squeezed my sensitive breasts (“Aunt Flo” is visiting). He rode me all night and filled me up frequently
I can’t wait to be ovulating again. He just needs to fuck me that entire week. I ovulate for 36 hours but it’s HIGHLY recommended to fuck the day’s leading up to ovulation, the days of ovulation and for 24 hours afterwards.
If he could, he’d spend the entire week between my legs but he’d lose his job. He’ll fuck me all day on his days off and fuck me when he can when he’s working. If I need to visit him while he’s at work, I will.
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