"Rrr," was her throaty response. He had been denied his wife all day! He was going to have her now! Longshot held Alison's hand to the floor and slowly pulled his hips back. He actually slipped right out.

There was a grunt. He reached over with his free hand to get him back in position. Then he quickly drew his hand out of the way as he slammed his hips home. His thrusts went fast and hard. But he didn't pull out as much. He wanted the slap of their bodies together to ring in his ears. Or Alison's voice. One or the other.