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I'M A FUCKING ANIMAL, and it's all her fault. She did this, and I hope she's happy because I am not going to stop until there's so much of me leaking out of her that it will still be coming out tomorrow.
Her heels dig into my ass and I let go, pistoning inside my woman, while my hands grab whatever flesh I can. Jesus, I'm possessed. She's just so soft, cushioning me as I slap against her. Nothing has ever felt so good. So right.
She's taking my cock like a champ. I know it's too much. Too big. I should slow down and go easy on that poor cunt of hers. But it feels so good, like it's trying to squeeze the come out of me, her inner muscles clenching me tight.
I'm leaking so much pre-come I can actually feel it coming out, mixing with her juices, coating the walls of her virgin pussy. Goddamn. She's not a virgin anymore, though. She's mine.
"Are you going to make me pregnant?' she asks.
I want to. God, the thought of her swollen belly and milk-filled tits makes me pump harder. It's too soon. We shouldn't be taking this kind of risk. I never even thought about being a father before her. But if I thought I was horny a few minutes ago, it's nothing compared to the idea of knocking her up. "You want my come, sweetheart?" I hold still, feeling like my entire life is hanging in the balance waiting for her answer. "You want me to make you pregnant. Make you a momma?"
She starts gushing hot honey around my cock, her pussy pulsing wildly, milking me for sperm. "Yes, yes, please give me your baby."
That's when I can't control the beast any longer. I shove it into her like a battering ram on a castle door. The headboard is banging into the wall. She's still coming around me, still crying out my name, lost in her pleasure. We're sloppy wet, the slurping sounds when I rut in and out of her are obscene.
"Take. All. Of. It." I slam into her with one final thrust and pour into her. The sensation sends her into another climax, her inner muscles pulling more seed out of me than should be possible.
I'm not just ejaculating, I'm letting go of everything I've held inside. I'm giving her everything I am, and everything I want to be. I roll to my side, but don't pull out of her. I'm not ready to let her go.
"Are you okay?" Please be okay.
"More than okay. Is it always like that? I've been missing out on so much."
"No, baby. It's not always like that." It's never like that. At least not in my experience. "That was special. You're special."
"Maybe we're special."
She looks well and truly fucked, but happy. And I'm fucking smiling. I'm...happy too.