We have been married for almost seven years. We had two kids, ages six and four. We lead a rather normal life. Both of us worked, she as a cashier in ... local store and I was a mechanic. Not just a car repair man but a really good mechanic. I knew my shit.We were a normal looking couple. We weren't Barbie and Ken. We looked like most everyone in the neighborhood. I do have to say that we clean up pretty good, especially my wife. She looks like a pretty normal housewife but when she fixes her. I relented the action of thrusting solely to my own hips, my body twisting like a serpent, so that I could lean in and oblige myself. I nibbled at her neck and shoulder and ear and everything else I could reach form behind her. She responded by raising her voice and splashing herself back against my velocity.With her added force my cock began violently making contact with that far barrier within her core. I hit it deftly again and again, while it was all I could do not to lose it as I bit down. We took two full weeks, and toward the end I was wondering aloud to Lee whether we should think about making our home there. But in the end we went back to Charleston, which we were both coming to appreciate a lot.I had work to do.Not a paying job, of course, with Spook looking after us I had no need to generate income. He'd actually set up a stock portfolio, about $30 million of well-diversified securities, growth mixed with income-producing. That was to be my traceable source of income,. We shared a soft kiss and just lay there, panting slowly.We lay there for a couple of hours, and looking at the clock it was getting late. The smell of sex and sweat filled the room; god I needed to shower! Sarah was lying perfectly still and breathing lightly. I knew she had dozed off and god did she look cute. I slipped myself from under her and headed to the bathroom. I checked myself in the mirror and fixed my hair up a little bit before switching the shower on. Our shower was a walk in one.