Page 59 of Fresh Flesh

Maisie opens her mouth and issues forth a deep, guttural moan.

“Oh yes, I love to feel you inside of me, Mlarx.”

I grab her hips and thrust into her. At first I hold back, remembering that she’s pregnant. But her wild enthusiasm and twisting, writhing ways soon have me letting myself loose.

My eyes water as I struggle not to cum until she does. It feels so good, the way her pussy grips my cock. I love making love to the woman I love. There’s just no substitute.

“There could never be,” I gasp between pants and thrusts “any other woman but you, Maisie.”

She rakes her nails down my back and screams out her orgasm. I cum inside of her at last, straining against her before I fall to the bed and hold her in my arms.

“I will never let you go,” I whisper in her ear.