Our Games (Book 03)
She climaxed a half dozen times before I orgasmed again.
"God, I missed that, sir," she said, both lying on our backs, both of us panting, alone at the moment. "I really needed that. I can live with almost everything else pregnancy brings, even the weight gain, the ungainliness, the lack of alcohol, but I really missed a good hard fucking in the worst way. I'm such a slave, and those pregnant fucks just don't do it for me."
I laughed. "Should I sell you at a poker game again? A Sandra special."