MARK

I cried out in bliss, lifting my hips up to take him in as deep as he

could go. God, he felt amazing, sliding in and pulling out, his heavy balls

slapping just above my ass with every eager thrust. I was dripping, my

juices coating his sack and splashing in cold drops against my skin each

time he battered into me.

All of the fear and anxiety that had built up over the last few months

was suddenly gone, and for that fleeting moment I felt alive again. Bucking

up to meet his thrusts, I was myself again, the woman I had always been,

that deep inside I knew I always wanted to be. In that moment I didn't care

if what I was wrong, if I was breaking my promise to my husband,

forsaking everything I'd sworn to try in order to save our marriage. That

stranger's dick felt so good inside me, stroking through my tightly squeezed

muscles, and if he could just pick up the pace and fuck me a little faster, it