"The bedroom."

When Marlissa was lucid enough from her orgasmic haze, she looked back at her husband and nodded. "Yes, let us go to the bedroom."

With a bit of ****, Ryan pulled his raging hard cock from her cunt and got out of the tub first so he could help her step out. They helped each other dry off, exploring the other's body with kisses and towels, before leaving for the bedroom. He stopped at the foot of the four-poster bed and watched his gorgeous wife climb up and seductively crawl to the middle to lie down with her long, slender legs spread wide apart for him. His cock twitched at the anticipation of being buried again in hot, tight confines of his her pussy again.

"I need you in me, my love," Marlissa beseeched, parting her sodden pussy lips to show him her pink depths.

Fighting his urge to leap up and pounce on her, Ryan climbed onto the bed and hovered his body over hers so their eyes stared into each other. He reached down between their bodies and guided his cock back into her awaiting pussy.

"I love you," she smiled as his thick shaft stretched her tight cunt.

"I know," he smiled back as her gorgeous face contorted with pleasurable pain when her pussy was once stuffed with his big, fat cock. Instead of the hard pounding she had endured in the tub, Marlissa cooed to the long, slow, and steady strokes in and out of her pussy. She pulled her husband's face down to hers to give him a fierce kiss, moaning into his mouth as he brought her from one orgasm to the next.

Ryan lost count of the number of times his wife climax under him but despite her gift to him of superhuman sexual stamina he still had his mortal limits. Sensing the inevitable, he broke their kiss so he could groan against her long, slender neck while he accelerated the tempo and intensity of his thrusts.

"Ooooh," Marlissa cried out, raking his back with her manicured nails and digging her heels into his thighs, as another orgasm consumed her.

"AH FUUUUCK!!!" Ryan shouted as he pumped what felt like a gallon of semen into the succubus' thirsty cunt.

Marlissa petted her husband's head, comforting him while he instinctively continued to thrust until he finally emptied his balls into her womb.

"I hope we didn't miss lunch," he chuckled, giving his wife soft kisses on her neck and jaw, in their post-coital bliss.

"I think Grace will understand if we are will be a bit late if we take a quick shower to clean up," she giggled, her pussy muscles squeezing his deflating cock to milk it of jizz.