It was going to happen. She could feel his prick getting fatter. Suddenly, it wasn't hurting her so bad anymore. She could think of nothing but how good she was making her husband feel. This time it didn't matter that she wasn't getting her rocks off. The only thing that was important was that she was making her husband happy.
"Sweet fuck," he moaned. "Sweet lack! I'm going to ram it all the way up your asshole and come inside you. I'm going to fucking come inside your asshole. I'm going to shoot my wad, bitch! I'm going to shoot my fucking wad!"
He was driving it right up through her belly and out her throat. At least it felt that way. She could feel some more of his thick jism spilling into her belly. She could feel some of his cum leaking on her thighs.
"Oh," she said. "Come in me, baby. Come in me. Right away!"
"You're fucking right I'm going to come in you," he cried. "I'm going to fucking come in you right now. Feel it, bitch! Feel my cum shooting into you! Feel that, cunt, sucking bitch, fucking cunt!"
He rammed into her asshole one last time and she felt his thick cum spurting wildly into her pussy. His cock jerked a couple of times and she felt her asshole filling up with his cum.
He gave her another shove and she felt the rest of his cum leaking inside her.
"Oh fuck," he moaned. "Oh fuck, I've never had anything like your sweet big ass!" Her husband had gotten over his anger. She knew he would probably get angry again after he had thought about things, but she knew she could handle that. Maybe her marriage wouldn't break up after all.
"What are you going to do now, Rick?" she asked.
Rick got up and went to the bar. He fixed himself a strong drink and went back and sat down on the couch. He watched his beautiful young wife sitting on the floor. He had never felt such lust as he had felt a few moments before. Or such anger. He couldn't feel those things now. He was too satisfied.
"I don't know what I'm going to do," Rick said. "I know one thing. I don't have a job anymore. But I can find a new job outside of the city. But what about us?"
"I'm sorry for what happened," she said honestly. "I don't know how to explain it."
"That doesn't matter," Rick said. "I don't think there's any way you could explain it. But tell me this. Do you want to keep living with me? As my wife?"
"Yes," she answered quickly. "That's all that's important. I want to be your wife. I'll do anything to make it up to you. Anything at all."
"Would you clean my dick for me with your tongue?" he asked.
"After I've just fucked your asshole?"
"I said I'd do anything," she said.
"Prove t," he said.
She proved it. It wasn't a task that she enjoyed but she did a good job of it. She cleaned his cock and balls with her tongue and lips. He looked satisfied when she was finished.
"All right," he said. "I'm going to keep you around. But remember that you belong to me."
"Anything," she said.
"Then go into the bedroom. I'm feeling kind of horny again. I'm going to fuck your ass off tonight."
"Yes sir," she said.
Caroline could feel her heart pounding as she went into the bedroom. She would be the best fuck he'd ever have. She would make it impossible for him to leave her. She would give him a fucking that he would never, get anywhere else.
She was his woman. His wife. From now on she was going to do her but to satisfy him. Of course, there might be a couple of men on the side. She couldn't stop completely. She'd found that she loved fucking and sucking too much!