Spread eagle

Ross lifts up from the kiss and straightens. Rachel unlocks her legs from behind his back.

We have an unobstructed view of Rachel’s perfect body. Her long toned abdomen. Her big soft tits pushed down by gravity. Her ghostly nipples. Her ginger pubic hair.

Ross grabs his wife’s ankles and spreads her legs wide. He pushes them forward and tilts her hips up. He drives his long pale cock deep inside his wife. So deep that she can’t control her moan.

“Oh Ross. Give it to me. I want it all.”

He pulls his cock out to the tip then pounds it back in. Her big tits bounce wildly and quake with the impact. He lets loose and pounds his wife’s thin body. His abs flex with exertion. Sweat drips down his face. Rachel moans rhythmically with each hard thrust.

He lets go of her legs and collapses onto his wife. She hugs and squeezes him as he pumps cum into her pussy. He stays in her while they hold each other sweetly.

Phoebe says, “Her poor cervix. She really took a ramming.”

“It looks like she enjoyed it to me,” I say.

“I can’t do that position with Joey. His dick is way too long. It’s painful that deep.”

“Is my cock too long for that position?”

She smiles at me, “No. I think your cock will be perfect for that position.”

“Let’s get off this woodpile before we die, and try it out.”