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her, she finally gets to experience it the way it was always intended for her.
    As she enters the room, she sees Chris sprawled out nude on the bed, maintaining that same erection that he had downstairs. Before she is even able to utter a word to him, he springs up from the bed, presses her against the door, closes it and starts mauling her.
    “Chris,” she mutters the words, but his mouth on hers muffles her voice. He shoves his tongue into her mouth, lapping it up and down like a dog clumsily drinking from a bowl of water.
    Sadie knows exactly how the night will go. After ten years together, she can read Chris’ movements like a blueprint. He’ll pretend to mess around with her for a while, defining it as foreplay an d then going head first into sex – literally. He doesn’t mess around once he gets to the point of pre cum and after that, Sadie might as well lie back and close her eyes, hoping it will all be over soon.
    It used to be easy to get turned on by Chris. Five years ago, all he had to do was take off his shirt and look at her. He used to be in phenomenal shape; running marathons were common for him and frequent. He took immaculate care of his body and looked like a Greek God carved out of stone. It was hard not to get aroused by him and now, it’s hard to muster up the energy to put on a happy face. He has lost it over the years and in more ways than one. She thought her love for him would carry her through the changes in his body and demeanor, but so far, it hasn’t worked.
    He forces her against the door further, his soft body pressing up against hers and his hardened lance getting caught in the fabric between her legs. Sadie directs her attention to the ceiling, her eyes wide and wincing with each advance Chris uses on her. He shifts his focus with his mouth to her neck, just like he always does, before sliding a hand down the length of her body between her legs.
    There, he finds her bare folds beneath the sweatpants, something new to him.
    “Naughty mommy,” he says to her as he kisses up and down her neck, more passionately, barely unable to contain himself in her presence. She can feel the sensation of pre cum warming and wetting the front of her sweatpants, not even having to look down to know that it is there. Chris is infamous for having little to no stamina and deep down, Sadie debates ending it all right then and there.
    She knows all it takes for Chris is a few hard strokes and a look at her bare body. After that, it’s game over for him – officially. It was only in the beginning of their blossoming relationship that he could withstand multiple sessions. Now, the thought is just laughable.
    After some hesitation, Sadie reaches down and grabs Chris hard by the shaft, causing him to grunt loudly. The sound is just a nuisance to Sadie, who tries her best to contain her increasing levels of frustration. “Chris,” she whispers to him with an angry tone. “We have to be quiet. Ling probably isn’t asleep yet.”
    “I am being quiet,” he says back to her. “It’s you who has to be more careful.”
    He grows more courage with his wife, tenderly playing with her opening and the delicate folds of the flesh between her legs. Unfortunately, Sadie is drier than a desert and Chris only assumes that her lack of lubrication is due to her getting older. He has yet to come to terms with the painful realization that Sadie is in her sexual peak and that it is he who dries her up like this.
    He continues on, not allowing the lack of moisture between his wife legs to get the better of him. He tugs at the bottom of her sweatshirt, prying it off of her body and releasing her engorged, luscious breasts. Over the years, Sadie has been like a fine wine, only improving with age. She takes impeccable care of her body, resulting in a tightened frame that anyone with a pulse would find intoxicating.
    “Come here,” he tugs at her tiny waist, forcing her onto her back on the bed. “I need to have you