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“Can’t you do both?” she asked. “Or are you losing your stamina now that you’re heading into retirement?”

“I’ll show you some stamina,” I growled, rolling her on her back.

She spread her legs and bent her knees, letting them fall to the side. Her pussy was already glistening with arousal. I ran one finger down her center.

“You’re already so wet for me.”

“What are you going to do about it?” she teased.

I moved between her legs and slid my cock up and down her wetness, then pressed against her opening. Staring into her eyes, I stuck just the tip inside her, giving her a few shallow thrusts. Growling impatiently, Violet wrapped her legs around my hips, her feet locking at the small of my back. She pulled me down towards her with her strong legs while leveraging her hips off the mattress to meet me.

As I sank deeply into her heat, we both groaned.

“I love the feeling of your pussy strangling my cock, baby.”

“I love the feeling of your big cock stretching me.”

I pulled back, then thrust in deeper.

“I love you, Violet.”

She hesitated just a few seconds, searching my face before she gave me the sweetest smile I’d ever seen. “I love you too.”

I pulled back again, then started a steady rhythm, shoving deep inside her, then pulling back again and again as Violet pushed up to meet me. I was close, and I knew she was too. Pausing, I grabbed her hands and pushed them to the sides of her head, holding her down with my hands and trapping her beneath me. Her eyes darkened with excitement and Violet shifted the angle of her hips slightly.

Then I let go of my restraint, pounding into her until I heard my love gasp, “Robbie. Oh, Robbie”.

Her pussy tightened around me, and she squeezed my hands tight as she broke apart beneath me. I lasted another two thrusts before I came with a shout.

“Violet!”

Our hips crashed against each other as I released my cum deep inside her, pulling back and then doing it again while Violet’s muscles milked me.

“Fuck.” I collapsed on top of her, lowering my head to kiss along the soft slope of her shoulder. “Fuck.”

“Yeah,” she laughed.

Violet pushed on my shoulders. “You’re squishing me though.”

I rolled to my side, taking her with me, keeping our bodies connected. I reached up to smooth her hair behind her ear, then pressed a quick kiss to her lips.

“I’m going to marry you after we win the Super Bowl.”

“Won’t you be tired?” she teased. “That’s a pretty big game.”

“Okay, I’ll marry you the weekend after we win the Super Bowl.”

“Oh sorry, I can’t. I have plans.”

I frowned. “What plans?”

“I’m going to be spending an exorbitant amount of money bidding on this sexy football player in a bachelor auction.”

I groaned. “Crap, I forgot about that.”

She laughed. “I didn’t.”

“Can’t we just make a donation and skip it?” I asked.