Who said marriage was boring?
I wake up with my fingers in the honey pot; It's 5 a.m. and my wife is alseep next to me. My right hand is in her Valley of Eden, and she moans when I move my fingers. I start circling her love bud, and trail down to her opening. MMMM wetness.
I use her juice to lubricate her clitoris and continue my dance around this most-hidden button. Her legs open and she moans a little more often; wow she is getting wet now. My circles are getting bigger and bigger; she is awake and and dripping wet by now. I am rubbing up and down. She clamps her legs closed and stifles her orgasm, humping my hand.
Seconds pass and she looks at me. I start again, this time moving away from her oversensitive clitoris and down into her vagina. My middle finger rubs her G-spot and she starts to moan again. Now, I am quite vigorous in rubbing her spot, in and out, in and out... she is putty in my hands and a lather of sweat forms. She clamps her legs closed, sighs no more and we drift back to sleep.
I wake a few hours later from a delicious dream. I am as hard as diamonds and my wife's tiny hand is rubbing up and down, the other fondling my balls, down to my ass and back, fondling and rubbing.
I go to re-enter the honey pot I love so much, but am pushed away ... uh uh ... I guess I am getting pay back for earlier on! I am allowed to fondle the magnificent breasts of my masseuse, no kissing, no touching ... up and down ...
Pre-cum starts to flow, and is used to lubricate the head of my penis. Now I am struggling to hold back, am starting to lose control, then I cannot hold back any more, BANG!! toes curling, hard to breathe, groin on fire, dick spasming, pump rope after rope of cum onto my wife's body. Oh god, oh god! Man, I never cum that much when I do it!
Who says marriage is boring? We have been doing this and more for over 12 years.