Ah. Hearing him is such sweet bliss...
Ever since her body could understand and experience desire, it has always been Steve. Even when she met and fell in love for the first time in college, it was a man who now that she sees reminded her so much of Steve, and even though she was faithful to her ex-fiancé, in the back of her mind, deep down in her heart, it was always Steve she wanted. Now, married to the love of her life and bearing him two children, Amelia didn’t even feel arousal unless it was Steve.
If it weren’t for the pollen, Amelia would have teased and taken her time, relishing each gasp and moan that she could coax from her husband, but he’s so hard, so horny, so eager, it almost seems cruel to keep him waiting longer.
She takes him deeper into her mouth as his hips thrust forward, a muffled sound coming from her as she slips in inch by thick inch, suckling him, taking all she can in one go before slowly pulling back, releasing him with a wet pop of her lips.
“My God, Steve,” she pants softly. “You’re so hard right now...” She stands up, sliding her panties down her long legs before stepping out of them as well, before she straddles his waist, her body pressed up tightly against his. “You’re not hurt, are you?” she whispers, hungry for him as well but still concerned.