Her face was tense, but not quite in a grimace.“I told you it would hurt,” he chided.“It doesn’t hurt ... exactly,” she said, moving forward...and then back again. “I just feel so full.”“Arch your back,” he instructed her.She didn’t know what he meant, and just tried to sit back up. He stopped her. “Push your breasts out at me,” he said.She got it then and her belly sagged as she used her back muscles to push her breasts at his face. Her eyes opened wide as her clit came into full contact with. " Is that what's wrong?" I asked, "You don't fancy sex tonight?" I have to, it's Friday and your night for sex," she answered, "I promised you." But, you'd prefer not to, wouldn't you?" I asked reassuringly, "It's okay, babe, be honest; we've always been able to tell each other things." I would rather not have sex with you tonight," Christy said in a sorry tone, "But, I promised, it's your night tonight."I kissed her gently and saw a teardrop roll down her cheek."Babe, it's okay," I said softly. Frustrated at my indecisiveness and picking the one I knew Ethan would choose, right or wrong it would be the moral choice. *At least my hearts in the right place if this blows up in my face*. Choosing the option, the system message vanished, the key in my hand instantly began to vibrate as it’s soft glow increased until it became blindingly bright. Seconds passed painfully slowly as giant gold cracks began to appear all through the darkness of space that I floated through, Each one growing. "Yes, yes, yes," she repeated, ceasing and tightening before recommencing. Multiple orgasms ended when he clutched even harder, pulling her against him like he planned on thrusting his whole body inside her and he growled out his cum. His whole body mirrored each immense spurt of his penis. Both mentally and physically, the climax shook him to his core.When the ecstasy abated, their sweat slippery skin slid against each other as they embraced and kissed, the embrace shifting to feel all angles.