“No Isa,” he told her leaning over her. “Not today.” He
kissed her. His fingers teased one hard nipple. “Today
I’m going to treat you like the beautiful amazing
creature you are.” He started slowly working his cock in
and out of her.

“Faster! Harder! Fuck me harder.”

“No,” he said again. He kissed down her neck to her
shoulders, chest, and hunching over her so that he could
suck on one nipple. Marisa trembled and shook beneath
him. Her sensitive nipples sending spasms of pleasure
through her body even after it filled his mouth with her
mother’s milk. He swallowed it and said, “Today I’m
going to make love to you like a real man makes love to
a woman.”

“No,” she cried even as her pussy squeezed down over
every inch of his pleasure giving shaft and erupted in
another orgasm that had her legs wrapping around his as
she humped up into his cock. She was crying with sadness
as she came down from her orgasm.

“Want me to stop?” he asked.

“No, I love it,” she told him feeling as though she had
just truly betrayed John for the first time. Marisa kept
sobbing as he big cock kept working its way in and out
of her horny pussy. “I love it. I love it. I love having
your big cock in me Flex. I love your big cock.” She
quit crying. Marisa was now raising her hips into each
thrust of his cock as she felt another orgasm growing.
“I love you,” she cried, the orgasm breaking, her nails
digging into his back as she grabbed his head and
brought her lips up to his, kissing the man she loved
with more passion then she’d ever shown for her husband.

When Marisa finally broke the kiss. She fell to her back
on the bed and smiled up at the man that had broken her.