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Anyone else giving me that order would be dead in under a second. But my wife? Her, I will obey.

I sink to the ground. She straddles my face, her wet pussy hovering just above my lips. The scent of her arousal fills my nostrils, and I groan in anticipation.

"Do you like what you see?" she asks, her voice dripping with lust.

"Fuck yes," I breathe, my hands gripping her thighs.

She lowers herself onto my face, her warmth enveloping me. I immediately begin to lap at her clit, my tongue darting in and out of her folds. She gasps, her body shuddering with pleasure.

"That's it," she murmurs, her hands tangling in my hair. "Make me come."

I redouble my efforts, flicking my tongue faster and harder against her sensitive nub. Her moans grow louder, her hips grinding against my face as she tries to ride out the waves of ecstasy building inside her.

"Oh God, Ivan... I'm so close..." she groans, her body tensing.

I continue to lavish attention on her clit, my hands kneading her ass as I pull her closer. Her juices flow freely now, coating my tongue and making my cock ache with need.

"Come for me, Cathy," I growl, my voice muffled by her flesh.

With a cry of relief, she clenches around my tongue, her orgasm washing over her in waves. Her juices flood my mouth, and I drink deeply, reveling in her pleasure.

As she slowly comes down from her high, she lifts herself off my face, her eyes glazed with satisfaction. "Now it's your turn," she purrs, her hand reaching for my straining erection.

She guides me to my feet, her touch electric. Without hesitation, she sinks to her knees before me, her mouth closing around my throbbing shaft. The sensation is overwhelming, and I grip the net once more, my body arching involuntarily.

"Fuck, Cathy..." I moan, my hips thrusting of their own accord.

She swallows me whole, her mouth moving in perfect rhythm with my thrusts. I can feel my climax building, but I don't want it to end. Not yet.

"Stop," I gasp, pulling her off me. "I need to be inside you."

Without another word, she turns and bends over the net, presenting her perfect ass to me. I step behind her, my cock pressing against her slick entrance. With one swift motion, I plunge inside her, filling her completely.

"Yes!" she cries out, her nails digging into the net. "Fuck me, Ivan!"

I drive into her, our bodies moving in perfect unison, each thrust bringing us closer to the edge. Her moans fill the air, mingling with the sounds of our harsh breaths and the rhythmic slap of flesh against flesh.

"You feel so good," I grunt, my hands gripping her hips tightly. "So fucking tight."

"Don't stop," she gasps, her voice breaking. "I need this. I need you."

I quicken my pace, my balls slapping against her ass with each powerful thrust. Her cries grow louder, her body shaking with the effort of holding back her orgasm. But there's no stopping it now.

"Come for me, Cathy," I growl, burying myself deep inside her. "Let it go."

With a loud scream, she explodes around me, her inner walls clenching and spasming as her orgasm rips through her. I follow soon after, my release erupting deep inside her with a roar of pure pleasure.

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CATHY

We sit in comfortable silence for a while, just watching the sky shift from gold to dusky blue as stars begin to prick the heavens. Eventually, I turn to him, a shy smile tugging at my lips as I whisper, “? ???? ?????,” the Russian words feeling less forced, something intimate I want to share with him.

Ivan’s eyes flicker with surprise, then melt into something warmer, something that leaves me breathless. He cups my cheek, his gaze unwavering as he replies in English, his voice a murmur against my skin. “I love you too.”

The words—simple yet profound—sink into me, filling me with a quiet joy. He pulls me into a gentle kiss, one that says everything, one that speaks of promises kept and a future unshackled by shadows.

For a while, we simply sit there, hand in hand, watching the horizon. And then, I can’t resist a grin, a little mischievous spark lighting within me. “Did you ever imagine this?” I ask, nudging him with my shoulder. “Back when you trapped me in your house?”

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