No, my cock's perfectly satisfied fucking the living!

Besides, I had a **** to cover up. Even as I was Shagging Maureen, my head was full of ideas as to how this might be accomplished. The feel of her hot, wet vagina contracting to more tightly embrace my thrusting penis only served to inspire me to greater mental as well as physical efforts. This was the best fuck ever and if I was ever to enjoy future ecstasies of a similar nature, my wife's freedom had to be preserved at all cost. So had mine for that matter! What made this particular fuck so different? It was Maureen really letting herself go and giving herself up to it totally. Something dormant inside her had awoken and was now demanding all the pleasurable sensations she'd denied herself in the past out of the idiotic notion that such experiences were somehow sinful. Considering that she'd just smothered another man's wife to **** and enjoyed it, allowing herself to actually enjoy being fucked didn't seem so sinful anymore. At long last, orgasms were to be enjoyed rather than endured and she was going for it big time. Her face was flushed and shiny. She was moaning. She was clinging on to me with arms AND legs and yes, she was even rhythmically rocking her pelvis to facilitate me penetrating her more deeply. We climaxed together, probably for the first time ever. The explosion of delight caused us to cry out simultaneously in ecstacy as I ejaculated while she gushed and shuddered.

Afterglow came suddenly and we rested in eachother's arms. I felt totally satisfied since I now not only had a loving and obedient wife, I also had a plan to save us both.