This is gonna be a great month.

You pick Gemma up off the table and throw her limp body over your shoulder, carrying her down the hallway as your cum drips down the inside of her thighs and all over the carpet. You stop when you see what clearly looks like her bedroom, with the familiar smell of her perfume wafting out the doorway. You take a step in and throw her onto the bed, removing your shirt and tossing it behind you. You grab Gemma by the ankle and slide her towards the edge of the mattress, before reaching down and ripping open her shirt, sending buttons flying across the room.

You grab the top of her bra and pull it down to expose her heaving breasts, before leaning over the top of her and sliding your tongue into her mouth. As you pull away from your kiss, a long strand of saliva stretches between both of your lips and falls in a line on her chin and upper chest. She gasps in surprise as you reach down and wrap your fingers around her neck, pinning her to the bed as you slide your cock into her tight little pussy.

You spend the rest of the afternoon fucking Gemma's brains out until you're weak in the knees from exhaustion. By the time you climb off of her limp body, you've dumped close to a dozen creampies inside of her dripping pussy, and the entire bedroom reeks of your cum. She's barely conscious by this stage but moans and grasps at you with her fingers when it's clear you're about to leave. You push her away and rub the tip of your cock on her pussy to remind her that this is only the beginning.

You head to the bathroom, jumping into the shower to clean yourself up. She's still motionless on the bed by the time you've toweled yourself off and gotten dressed, but you've no time to worry about her if you're going to get home at the usual time so as not to arouse suspicion from your wife.