Elizabeth let out a cry as his hand came down hard on her already red and sore bottom, her sex now soaking wet and in need of her husband and master inside her. His hand on her neck pinning her to the bed, she knew he was going to give her what they both wanted and needed. She pushed her bottom high in the air, spreading her knees further apart as her heart pounded her breasts pressed against the bed.<br/><br/>When he thrust hard into her she moaned loudly, pushing back against his hardness as she clenched around him repeatedly. She knew just what he liked; he had after all been her husband, lover and master for over twenty years. The room filled with the sounds and smell of their passionate sex. “Harder Master,” she groaned.<br/><br/>Some may wish to call it dirty sex but in truth this encounter was tame compared to what each were capable of when in the bedroom or dungeon together.<br/>