Ovulation 🥚

She throbs much more intensely and becomes the wettest, her nipples perfect and perky glows in the dark illuminating the light mist shimmeing off our bodies. Her heart pounds out of her chest, and she feels hot and sticky. Convulsing and throbbing during a brief rest babygirl gets extra clingy.      
       
The moans and screams, oh gosh yes, she gets louder and can't stop quivering. Her sexy sounds rushes to the center of my brain and it drives my entire body into a frenzy. Feeling tense and aggressive, all I want to do when she's looking at me with those puppy dog eyes is to keep pounding the spot that thrills her the most.            
           
When she orgasms, it's incredibly intense, stronger than usual and squirts so hard that she can't even speak nor make any sounds. That's how I know when she's ovulating. It's not the only time she gets like that but there is a difference, I feel it, her shoulder bones caves in, surrendering everything within her, releasing sweet pheromones and it makes me harder. She gets weak loosening her tight grip, and unlocking her shaking legs at the ankles, she unable to hold unto me.        
       
She opens up wider allowing me deeper unobtrusive strokes, whining her waist to match my rhythm while climbing underneath me. She looks, act and feel free and elated every time like she rediscovering joy over and over again. My baby stares at her man in amazing with those big beautiful light brown eyes, looking amazed, bewildered and bedazzled, and I think to myself if her eyes could talk what would they say to me. Then speaking softly she says "oh god! I love you so much, get it daddy, I can't believe you have so much fucking stamina" my thoughts said, exactly! then she closes them and falls asleep 😴 right after.            
           
I respond saying I absolutely love the fucking fuck out of you too baby and kiss all over her beautiful lips and face, neck and the back of her shoulders. Not sure if she hears me but I know she knows it. Afterwards I grab a few wash cloths and soak them in warm water then wipe her down. I dress her in one of my basketball shorts and a white Tank top. She looks, tastes, smells and feels like happiness. I can't even front though, sometimes I be wanting to ask her if I can take the condom off already knowing she'll say yes, but just wanting to hear her say it anyways. All the while crying inside saying to myself damn, another egg wasted. We could've had some beautiful prince and princesses bae.