"Damn I look good."

I say to out loud to myself. It's in the evening the following day. I woke up super late and after brushing my teeth I'm analyzing myself in the bathroom mirror while taking pictures. Pictures I'm sure Kira will beg me to send him, once he sees them.

"You'd never know I had twins 6 months ago."

I wore the underwear I slept in last night, a cropped shirt and nothing else. So my nipples are peeking through. I snap a few more pictures biting my lip.

"Baby you look mouthwatering as usual."

Kira sneaks up behind me. He looks like he just finished working out. We both woke late today. Which makes sense because of our flight last night.

"Why thank you baby. Why didn't you wake me so I could workout too?"

I ask. Meeting his gaze in the mirror. He looks f>ckable and sweaty in a pair or shorts and soak t-shirt. Kira somehow can make sweaty look sexy with his muscles bulging, tall frame, woodsy lumberjack appearance, beard and long hair. Especially since his beard grew some more.

"You needed to sleep."

He smirks watching me watch him through the mirror. I bashfully do too. Looking at his chest, biceps. Edging down to his groin as he romoves his shirt. The patch of hair trailing lower hidden in his shorts, teases me as to what they lead to. I bite me lip as my eyes see he's already hard for me. The shorts can't contain all 9 inches of him.

"If you keep looking I might bend you over and fuck you right here."

"What's stopping you?"

It's never good to tease Kira.

Who am I kidding I want him to do that. Bend me over, fuck me til I'm dripping with his seed. I can already see it, him getting rid of his shorts. Bending my body over the sink, holding my neck as he sheaths his thick dick inside me without warning. I'll moan and beg him to slow down but he won't. He'll punish me with his unrelenting thrusts.

"Fuck Detka. You're imaging it aren't you."

Mmmh. I nod.

"Bend me over and fuck me." I moan already dropping my phone.

Kira gives me this intense heaty look. Flaming hunger within his amber gaze. We stare at each for what feels like only a second before he goes into delivering what I asked for.

He bends me over the sink. Slapping my ass out of nowhere. I feel it jiggle for his eyes.

"This is what you want right Detka. To be f>cked like you're a slut not my wife huh?" He questions with each slap. I don't know if he really wants an answer, if he does I can't formulate one for the life of me right now.

"Well that's exactly what I plan to do. Don't you dare move." My husband groans out. His voice having a deepness that says I'm in for it. He's going to have me limping by the time today's over. I hear him leave the bathroom.

What is he doing?

Where did he go? I thought he was going to f>ck me senseless. I wait in the same position like he orders. When I feel like he's changing his mind I slowly go to stand up and search for him in our Villa. That's when I hear.

"Did I say you could move?"

F>ck. Having him demean me like this is surprisingly a major turn on. I bend over again feeling my tie-dye panty moisten. Kira comes back.

"Hold your arms back."

I do. He takes something that feels silky to the touch and bind my wrists together. Not too tight but enough where I can't move them.

"What's this? Did you tie me up?"

"Yes. It's your silk hair scarf."

Kira palms my ass. Massaging it in my panties. Making me more wet. His fingers edge under me close to where I need them but not close enough. He teases me like this until I start whining.

"Please. Please Kira. Please, baby."

"You have to do better than that sweetheart. Beg me like you mean it."

God. I'll make him pay for this later.

"Kira please. F>ck me. F>ck me until I can't walk straight."

He must have been pleased because next things I know he's rolling my panties down to my knees. Not even bothering to completely rid me of them before sliding inside me.

"Uh. Yes!" I moan feeling the fullness that comes from my husband's enormous size dick.

One hand circles my neck while the other holds my shoulder. He pulls out and slams back inside me balls deep.

"F>ck! Right there!!" I yell.

He's so deep, I swear he's inside my stomach.

"This is what you wanted. Take it like the good little shut you are." I hear only half of what he's saying because he speeds up his strokes, slaming into me with all of his strength I black out seeing white light behind my eyes.

"Hmm. Oh f>ck. Uhh." I moan, pushing back onto his groin. Kira squeezes tantalizingly around my thyroid. But even as it becomes difficult to breathe, I revel in his rough piston inside me.

Drool leaves my mouth from how wide It's open so I can breathe through my mouth.

"F>ck baby. You take my dick so well."

"Hmm." I squeal out because I agree. Rocking back into him.

Kira loosens his grip. But not his harsh strokes. He slams into me even harder. He bends over holding onto the mirror. My back will give out from how rough he's f>cking me. But I don't care.

"Ugh. Oh. I'm close. Don't stop." I plead.

Kira doesn't, he ricochet into me.

"Don't you dare cum Detka. Not yet I want us to cum together."

"I can't hold it. Uh."

"You can you will."

Kira continues with this almost painful rhythm. His long arm which is free reach around me and fondles my p>ssy. He rubs the wound up nub hard. Leaning over breathing into my ear.

"Cum baby. Cum with me!!"

At the double stimulation of him fingering me and f>cking me mercilessly, I shatter with the harshest release.

"Ugh. Uh!!!" I scream out.

"Uhhh. F>ck. F>ck. Uh!!!" He yells.

Kira comes along with me. Shooting his seed inside me. My walls tingle with his warm cum as he shoots and endless amount of ribbons inside me.

I literally cum a second time shaking all over. My body is spent. I rest all my weight onto the sink. Kira pulls the scarf around my wrist releasing my arms.

All the while I lay there, not having any energy to move. He massages the soreness out my wrists, still buried inside me.

"Do you hurt baby?"

This is why I love this man. He can f>ck me like I'm a slut and afterward treat me gently like I'm his wife.

"No I'm fine."

Kira pulls out slowly. I can feel his semen drip out. Rolling down my thighs.

"Okay. How is your back?"

"I'm fine." I mutter out.

That's a lie and he knows it.

Taking my time to stand up straight because I ache but in the best way. The way that says I've just been thoroughly f>cked. Kira steps back giving me room to move. Right as I take a step to turn I feel my legs give out. Before I fall he catches me. Picking me up.

"Detka I don't think you should be walking." He jokes at my dilemma.

He probably crippled me. If he did it was so worth it.

"You're probably right."

I peer up at my sexy husband seeing his hair in a messy low bun. It appears sweated out and frizzy from his workout and having his way with me. Kira grabs a wash cloth. We won't be using since we only shower with our Sapo scrubs.

He carries me into the bedroom sitting down with me on his lap. Kira then spreads my thick thighs open and goes about wiping up the mess between them starting with my sensitive vagina and working his way down my legs.

"Ooh. That feels good."

He works his ways back up to my vulva. Making sure I'm completely dry.

"Yeah. I'm sure it does."

When he's finish wiping me, he reach underneath my crop shirt. Cupping my left breast. He squeezes it rubbing his large palm over me. Parting his fingers so he can pinch my nipple between them.

"Detka I love your breast baby. They are the perfect size."

"Yeah. They're bigger now aren't they." I say.

They've grown in size since I've been breastfeeding Kiren and Kai.

"You think so. Maybe baby. I get a little jealous whenever I see you breastfeeding."

"Really Kira."

"Mmmmh. I want to be one sucking them."

Meanwhile he's talking Kira continues playing with my breast. He drops the washcloth, fingering me. Making me wet again. He rubs over me slowly. I know we just fucked but I'm ready again.

"That feels good. Don't stop."

I whine softly.

"Don't stop what, this?"

He stops. Lightly slapping my p>ssy using his palm so it's flat against my flesh.

"Hmmm. Ye-ess."

"I won't. I want you to cum on my fingers."

I whine onto his fingers as he rubs me faster in a circular motion. I gyrate on top of his lap. Feeling him harden underneath me. He hadn't put on his shorts.

Kira pinches my nipple. The sensitive bud hardens to a stone between his fingers. At the same time he enters me with two fingers. Effortless as he fingers me.

"Uhh. F>ck. Baby. I'm close already."

"Yeah. Good."

Kira continues this for awhile.

"Eh uh. Kira. Harder please." I beg.

Kira pulls his fingers out.

"What are you doing?"

"I changed my mind. I need to taste you baby."

He gets up setting me on my back. He crawls onto the bed spreading my legs wide. I watch him angles his face over me.

"Remember what I said I'd do Detka."

I have no idea. I just want to come.

I shake my head.

"I said I was going to eat your p>ssy until it's sore baby. Remember."

"Yess."

Biting my lip. I nearly cum from the sight of him licking his lips right before he latches onto my p>ssy so tight. He sucks on my clit like he never tasted anything sweeter in his life.

"Hmm. Baby."

Kira mumbles onto my soaking flesh. I feel so wet and I haven't even cum yet. He continues licking at my p>ssy and interchanging to suck on my clit after. This pattern keeps up until I'm humping his face. I rub onto his mouth, tongue, and beard which tickles me.

"Kira. Hmm. I'm close baby."

"Not yet Detka."

He switches up on me inserting two fingers, which soon become three. His thumb rubs my tight clit.

"Uhh daddy please. Pleaseee!!"

I can barely hold it anymore. Kira rubs me with his thumb side to side and sucks right above while he f>cks me with his fingers. I groan painfully because why entire body is so focused on the fact I want to creme his face any second.

"Pu-please. Hmm huh. Hmm."

I'm shaking now as my p>ssy is being pushed to the brink. Kira ignores my pleas. I beg him to the point tears is in my eyes. When I thought I'd cry from needing it so bad. He let's out the most deep hoarse groan.

"Cum for me!!!!"

Kira groans so loudly. I'm sure the occupants of the nearest vilka heard him.

"Ohhh. Hmmmm." I hum hearing his permission. I lose my voice.

I release squirting onto his face. Kira like the greedy man I married opens his mouth as it sprays over his face. The entire time my body shakes twitching from head to toe. Even after I stop squirting I trimble. This orgasm shook my very core.

"Did I keep my promise? Are you sore?"

I lay looking up at my husband and laugh in away if someone sees me, they'll think I'm high. I laugh and laugh until I lose my breathe.

"Uh huh. Yes. I can't feel my legs."

"Yeah. I love making you squirt."

"I love it too. I feel tired though."

Kira smirks happy at this. He wipes his hand over his moist face. Licking the excess off his palm. I just smile because there's nothing I can do in this moment.

"You taste like heaven baby. Sleep for a few hours. When you wake up round three."

Oh god somebody help me from my husband.

I'm going to be limping onto the plane when we're heading home if he gets his way.

Kira boxing.