Just continue the scene.

Your orgasm rushes over you. You scream, trembling and shaking in Dave's tight embrace. This most be one of the most intense orgasms you have ever felt with Dave. Why now, a tiny little voice wonders? Then it's gone, replaced by pure bliss and ecstasy.

You are dimly aware that Dave is still thrusting. He seems to have the stamina of a bull tonight. Amazing. And hot. You don't recognize your husband, who was always so soft and tender. Well, he could get wild sometimes when making love, but this here, tonight, is somehow different. Animalistic. Raw.

Your legs feel wobbly, and you wouldn't mind lying down, but Dave continues to plunge into you as if possessed, and, slowly, you feel your still aching pussy responding, sending signals of an approaching second climax. You can't remember when you ever experienced one of those. Dave occasionally continues to slap your butt, and instead of feeling humiliated you somehow like the feeling. A nice little sting, a pinch of pepper into the feast.

"Dave, I think I... Oh. OOOOH!", you shout as a second orgasm engulfs you. You scream again, feeling all dizzy and light headed, and you have to lean heavily against the wood of the wardrobe, otherwise you'd be collapsing. Dave is still pounding and fucking like a mad bull.

You turn around, and put a hand on his chest. "Slow down, darling", you say, and he looks at you, glass-eyed, as if he was in trance. You can't hold yourself on your legs, so you drop down on your knees, before him. "Let me help you", you whisper, and reach for his hard cock with your hands. You have no idea where this thought suddenly came from, but it feels the right thing to do. You start massaging Dave's cock with both hands, kneeling in front of him, looking up. Beads of sweat are covering your body, running down one by one, on your shoulders, and between your breasts. "Don't you want to cum on my tits, honey?", you ask with pleading eyes, and you again wonder slightly, since when you are using such a rather strong language. The moan that escapes Dave's lips tells you that this is exactly the right path, so you continue: "Cum for me, honey, I want your hot cum on my tits!", you moan, both hands on his shaft, tugging, while one hand occasionally explores his balls and his thighs. You wonder if Dave's dick has always been this strong, this hard - this big?

A deep grunt tells you that your husband is close. You intensify your strokes, and are rewarded with a splashing fountain of white, sticky cum, landing on your collarbone, on your breasts, and one even on your right cheek. You look at the spectacle, amazed. It looks incredibly hot, and you continue to tug him, until the last drop is out. Your hands feel sticky, and the splashes of cum on your body have already started running down.

You bend forward and press your lips on the head of Dave's dick. "That was amazing, Dear!", you say. And you mean it.

You only remember falling asleep as happy as you have never felt for years.