>Mallory
My husband started to push his manhood deeper inside, my nails digging into my palm, sometimes the rare moans would escape from his lips.
"Fuck! I'll never get tired of hearing your moans," he whispered panting, my body reacting to his words. "You're tightening, you should relax more -"
My vision was getting blurry. Tears slowly forming on the corner of my eyes as he thrust deeper and deeper.
I always underestimated just how long ten inches actually was. He had only just pushed one-third of his manhood inside and my body was already tensing up?
"Relax, wife…" he whispered while nibbling my ears.
"... Curse you and your calming voice," I mumbled.
The metal in my wrist was starting to sting, the coldness making me tense up more.
"P-pleasee…remove…the cuffs…" I begged, it's getting harder and harder to breath with his every thrust.
A trail of saliva fell from my mouth to my jaw as he was continuously hitting the entirety of my stomach with each thrust.
