She Really Did Appreciate The Way Her Husband Always Did His Best To Endure The Pleasures She Offered

She really did appreciate the way her husband always did his best to endure the pleasures she offered him. She found those quiet little sounds that escaped him and those anguished grimaces on his face when he tried so hard to hold back to maximize her pleasure to be adorable, cute and sexy.

Still, there were times when the devil whispering in her ear provoked her in to reminding him that his ability to withstand the pleasures of her sweet, soft pussy were solely dependent upon her desire for him to do so.

In other words, sometimes the mood struck her to give him a little reminder that if she wanted to make him cum that there was no amount of focus... no amount of willpower... no amount of reciting baseball statistics in his head that would allow him to withstand the irresistible pleasures her pussy could inflict upon him.

Today was one of those days.

She approached him with hips swaying, then reached beneath her dress to peel down her warm, moist panties. After allowing them to dangle teasingly from her fingertips for a moment she tossed them aside then knelt between his legs, wasting little time freeing his cock.

Within moments her soft hands and teasing tongue had coaxed him in to just the condition she wanted. Moving up to join him, she straddled his lap and in one slow, graceful motion took him deep inside, her pussy claiming his cock as its captive prisoner.

The moment her body went in to action her husband gasped softly, his muscles tensing and a look of concern washing over his face. She smirked inwardly, well aware of what was causing his plight. Rather than allowing him a moment to become acclimated to the velvety soft tightness of her pussy she was instead immediately unleashing the power of her female sexuality upon him.

Her hips were already moving up and down... erotically undulating forward and back... sinuously moving in that way that allowed her pussy to mercilessly pleasure his cock.

And at the same time her exquisitely honed muscles were already squeezing and releasing... clenching and rippling... the hot, soft wetness of her pussy like a vise of silk clamping around him, intent on milking him of his male essence.

She smiled inwardly at the obvious sense of panic and helplessness in his voice when within moments he was already groaning, "Baby.... my god...."

Never breaking her erotic movements she took his face between her hands. Her voice was soft, gentle, and reassuring as she murmured, "Shhh, I know baby... it's ok. Don't try to fight it, you can't.... just give in... enjoy it... that's what I want."

With her hips rolling seductively and the muscles of her pussy relentlessly working over his cock he had no prayer. She emitted a soft purr of triumph when his head fell forward in defeat, the perfumed softness of her cleavage only adding to her sensual entrapment of this now helplessly aroused man.

She could feel his sense of embarrassment and helplessness at his inability to resist her, making her drip with arousal and the rush of sexual power that she could wield over this man. And as his body surrendered to hers, she cooed softly in his ear, urging him on.

"That's it baby.... just like that.... cum... cum for me... I want you to feel how my pussy can milk every... last... drop from you."

Moments later with his spent body still trembling beneath hers he tried to apologize. "Baby, I'm so sorry. I tried to hold back but...."

Quickly though she interrupted him, smiling as her fingers stroked through his hair. "Shhh, hush... I know. Sweetheart, I love the way you always try to hold back for me, really I do. But still, I don't want you to forget, if I want you to cum... you're going to cum... and there is absolutely nothing you can do to stop it."

"Oh god....," he moaned softly.

In a soft voice she purred, "You understand that, don't you?"

Still panting, he replied, "Oh yes. I understand perfectly."

With a wicked grin slowly forming on her face she teased, "Good. Because I know you might be thinking that I've finished having my way with you, but trust me honey, I haven't."

She smiled at his gasp when she allowed the muscles of her pussy to once again resume clutching and tugging at his cock that was still imprisoned within her. And at the sound of his moan of pleasure being muffled in to her cleavage she laughed softly, purring, "You are sooo mine, baby."