A Warm Place

You and Marco were scouting out places to live in far northern California. Although John and Carrie's lives were getting bigger, fuller, noisier, more public ... you recoiled from that. You didn't want the attention. You didn't want the noise. You didn't want publicity. You just wanted someplace in the middle of nowhere to live, to raise a couple of kids with Marco, and focus on being a mom and a wife. Maybe write or paint some. Both you and Marco were exhausted after checking out plots of land, checking out houses, and you'd settled into by the fireplace with a mug of cocoa each at an AirBnB. You looked out the window, the still yard covered in fresh snow. This was the peace you were looking for. You walked back to the fireplace, giving Marco a soft kiss.

"I like this place," you said, reaching down to rub his cock. His eyebrows raised, as he reached down to rub your firm, thick ass.

"Is that so?" he asked, his cock growing under your ministrations. You bit your lip, nodding as you unbuttoned his shirt, leaning in to kiss and suck at his brown nipples.

"I like it a lot, Papi. Maybe ... maybe we put in an offer on this place? You be a country doctor, I settle in as wife and mom, we could do far worse," you said, pushing your tongue into his navel as you continued your journey southward.

"Well, something to consider at least," he groaned as you unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pulling out his long, fat, uncircumsized cock. You pushed your nose between his heavy balls and sniffed. Fuck. That got you going, even if "going" was now only a couple of inches long. You sucked on one ball, then the other, your hands squeezing his ass as his hands went into your long, soft hair. You loved what the hormones had done to your body. Then you wrapped your soft, wet lips around his cock, pushing down to give him a proper blowjob.

"Ohhh fuck, Joanie," he whispered, keeping his hands on your head as he started to skullfuck you. You stopped him before he could get too far, giving him the lube. You wanted it right here, right next to this fireplace. A warm place. A happy place. You got down onto all fours while he lubed you up.

"Mmm, fuck me Papi. I need it. Wifey needs her Papi," you teased, shaking your round ass back and forth. He slapped your ass, then started to work his meaty cock into you. He felt perfect. He always did. You groaned as he pushed inside you. His heavy hanging balls started slapping your small, hard meat and pecan-sized balls.

"That's my little doll, Joanie. Take that big cock," he instructed, pushing down on your upper back so your ass was higher in the air as he clapped your cheeks. You whimpered when he hit your spot, wasting your weak seed on the floor yet again. You grunted, continuing to leak all through the fucking, tightening up when he started to empty his balls in you, his strong frame over yours, his hands reaching down to maul your titties. You loved this man.