19: Benny.

“Not many men my age getting this kind of treatment,” I rasp, massaging the ridge in my pants. “God, baby, you are so fucking beautiful.”

She turns away from me, giving me the view of her bare ass. Jumping, jumping.

Giggling.

Lord, enjoying that playful sound so much has to be a sin, but the threat of hell wouldn’t keep me from watching my wife, devouring the sight of her. My hand is fully in my pants now, jerking my shaft roughly. My pants echo in my ears, mingling with her giggles. What man could withstand this without spurting everywhere within seconds?

This man. I’m a demon about keeping myself in shape for my young wife. I’m five years older, but I’m even more fit than the day we met. I’ve trained myself not to ejaculate until she’s dripping with pleasure and begging me to come. My mission every morning is to make her deliriously happy and she does the same for me.

Case in point, she drops forward now onto hands and knees, reaching back between her legs and sinking two digits int