Who: Sabring Keogh<br/>Where: Keogh Family Home<br/>When: Early Morning Friday<br/>Tagging:<a class="username" data-user-id="34307" data-username="@Colonel_Liam" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/34307/">@Colonel_Liam</a><br/><br/>The water lapped around her gently as he moved with grace through the water, as if he were one with it. A cooling sensation spread through her rapidly as the water engulfed her body. Her movements were grand, yet slow, just enough to keep her afloat. With arms stretched outwards, waving back and forth in the water, she waited for him as he inched ever closer. His hands touched her beneath the water, and still, she could sense the warmth there. She could tell he was happy with her presence there, even if she was early, as stated by his words. He made sure she knew just how happy he was by pressing his impressive manhood against her own naked form. The kiss only further aroused her. It was passionate, something that had been somewhat lacking in their marriage. Passion. The word alone in her mind would make her feel a twinge of sadness from time to time, and yet here she was sensing it, feeling it. Even as he moved her body, positioning just how he wanted her, she felt the passion between them growing, burning hotter than any flame had in a long time. Of course, she wondered why, but that was something she would address at a later time. For now, all she cared about was how he was making her feel. His hands on her body, touching her, the presence of his cock, making thoughts of where and how he would use it race through her mind. Would he gently push into her depths, or would he slam her body down, impaling her on his length? Would he tease her ass before shoving his cock in, or would he whisper in her ear as she slowly descended down on him? The thoughts, his fingers teasing her clit, were pushing further into the darkness of her own arousal, and she was loving the ride.<br/><br/>As he spoke, her eyes widened with wonder as well as a touch of resentment. She couldn't help but think, 'how dare he even suggest this', but then her thoughts quickly turned. He was right. Things had been lacking. She had thought of Jack in that light. She certainly had thought of others as well in that light. Her eyes darted over towards the neighbor's house. "Share me," she questioned. "What makes you think I would want to be shared by two men? What makes you think I would want the other man to be Jack?" She realized the two questions sounded strange back to back as she asked, but there had to be some element of surprise for him with the last one. "Of course, I've thought of other men," she began, her mind returning to the events of the morning. "I'm sure you've thought about other women too. You could have..any woman you wanted." His efforts were now pushing her own to react. She lifted slightly from his body, feeling his cock move, sliding along her own body. She wasn't going to wait. She wasn't going to let him make the choice. It was hers', and she knew what she wanted. Her hand reached him, allowing her fingers to help guide him as she moved in the water, lining the tip of his cock up. Looking over her shoulder, she slowly began to sink down his length, pushing him deep into her ass. There was no foreplay, no teasing, no stretching, no preparing for him, and she liked it this way. A groan rang out as his girth began to stretch the tight confines that were now slowly being wrapped around him. Still, she pushed. Her eyes opened wide, more in shock than in pleasure. No matter how many times she had her husband's cock buried in her ass, she was always stunned by the sheer size of his manhood. "I can't," she called out, knowing full well she could, and she would. A torrent of groans that clearly told of her struggle laced with pleasure began. Sabrina did not stop until she felt her body meet his. Only then did she know all of his length was buried deep inside of her. She leaned back against him, her hand reaching for his, wanting to make sure his fingers continued to tease her clit. "Don't stop baby," she told him. "Damn," she breathed. "You're so big, baby. So fucking big buried in my ass. You like it there. Don't you. Tell me you do," she whispered, wanting to hear those words from him. Her eyes darted towards the neighbor's house again. Her labored breath escaped through gritted teeth. With one foot now to each side of him, she lifted up, starting the slow process of removing his cock from inside of her, only to slam back down on him once more. Sabrina cried out, louder than before this time. "Fuck me!" A smile graced her lips. "Come on baby," she whispered. Again she lifted, a bit further this time, and again she slammed her form against his. "You're so deep, baby. I love it." Wiggling her ass, she kept her gaze to the neighbor's house. "What if our neighbor fucked my pussy while you were buried in my ass? You two could..spear me..fucking me so hard. Both of you could fill me up." Lifting up she began a rhythm of riding his cock. Her hands rested atop his, making sure he never stopped his manipulations never stopped. "Or I could be on my knees, drinking every drop from both of you after you fucked me. What's it gonna be baby? What do you want?"