In the middle of the quicker driving he caught one of her legs and set it over his shoulder and rose out of the full sit into a half kneel on the bed, one knee under him and the other leg planted, and he did not stand and they did not come apart, not even for a second.
"Mmh—husband—!"
The new slant sent his next thrust deeper into the space she still had, and she pushed her hips to meet it so they struck together, and her mouth fell open on the depth like she'd forgotten how to close it.
Her raised thigh pressed his chest, her slim waist twisted in his hands, and her pussy took one more fraction of his cock before her wall stopped her again, his leftover shaft still shining outside her hole.
"Oh—oh, that's deeper, that's so much deeper, husband, you're going to break me—"
