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rock hard shaft, he began to move.
    Her
arms drop freely to her sides, and she closed her eyes as her small body rocked
with his moves.   His dick felt so alive,
like a rich thickness inside of her that kept poking her and prodding her until
every hot spot was inflamed.  
    He
stared at her as his movements fell into a groove.   Katrina Gabrini, his wife.   The love of his life.   He never dreamed a man like him would find a
woman like her.   Even when he first met
her at that strip joint, and he fought for her honor, he was doing it for her
ass.   He wanted her sexually.  
    But it
was so different now.   Sex didn’t make
their love work now, but love made their sex work.   And as he put his hips into it, as he felt
that tightness that was her trademark, it was the love that overwhelmed
him.   It was his love for her that
heightened every sensual feeling he felt for her.   For them, it was all about their love.
    And
as he laid on top of her, and pulled her into his arms, and continued to fuck
her with that passionate skill that was Reno’s trademark, she began to
weep.  
    It
was all in that loving feeling for her too.   Something about the way Reno made love to her that made her so
emotional!   Every inch of her vagina felt
his power.   Every inch of her vaginal
walls felt entrapped by his power.   Every
inch of the deepest pocket of her pussy felt as if Reno’s dick was massaging it
so sensually that it made her feel so loved, and so cherished, that it made her
want to cum.   It was too soon, and she
didn’t want to cum this soon, but she couldn’t help it.   He was loving her too hard.   The emotions of the way he did her were too
overwhelming.   The way he stroked her,
the way he pushed into her, was too much to bear.  
    She
came.   She came with a burst of sensual
awareness so heightened that she felt her vagina throbbing to the roots of her
hair.   It was total.   She couldn’t stop cumming.
    Reno
began to grunt from the tightening of her vaginal walls around his shaft that
her cum created.   He could barely move
through the tightness.   And it squeezed
the sex out of him.   His dickhead began
to leak out with a small release, and then a trickle, and then, when her
muscles collapsed around his rod so tightly it took his breath away, he poured
into her with a downpour of white hot gold.  
    “Tree!”
was all he could say as he flowed.   “Tree! Tree!   Tree !”
    And
when he overflowed her, and the wetness became messy, he continued to push into
her with mighty shoves.   Their cum
together, the sloshing sounds of satisfaction, filled the silence within their
massive room.   Until even Reno, who could
hang longer than any man Trina had ever known, could hang no longer.   His still-strong dick finally eased up.   And began its slow, prodding, reluctant
retreat.

 
 
 
 

 
 
    CHAPTER THREE

 
    Reno
sat at the breakfast table in his bathrobe, with his legs crossed.   He sipped more coffee as he looked at Trina
help feed their baby, and his son feed himself.   It was the morning after.   Reno
slept like a king after that fantastic round with Trina, but that kind of
activity didn’t come without a price.   He
woke up as if he’d been poured out.
    His
baby girl, whom he over -named Sophia
Alexandria Victoria Gabrini, was known to him simply as Lexie , and to everybody else simply as Sophie .   She was to his
right, eating her food and watching big brother Dominic.   She was a deep-brown-skinned baby with big,
beautiful eyes and remarkable great looks like Reno’s cousin Tommy, and wavy
dark hair and a button nose like her mother.   She was going to be a handful.   He
knew it already.   He would have to keep
her under his thumb and those men of prey far, far away.   His only wish was that she turned out to be a
good person like her mother; that she turned out to be a person able to handle
that bright spotlight that was surely going to be a part of her