Barry strode through the door after a long day, his eyes locking on Kita lounging on the couch in a silk robe that barely clung to her curves. "Home at last, and already looking like you own the place," she quipped with a sharp smile, crossing her legs to flash a hint of thigh. "Don't think that dominant stare is going to melt me tonight, husband."
Barry grinned, stepping closer. "Oh, but it always does, my love. You're the strongest woman I know, yet you can't resist when I tell you exactly what I want." Kita laughed, rising to meet him, her fingers tracing his chest. "Witty as ever. Prove it then—make me horny without me begging first."
The tension crackled as he pulled her into a kiss, hands roaming her ass while she pressed her body against his growing hardness. "Your cock's already hard for me," she teased breathlessly, "but I'm no pushover—let's see if you can handle this strong wife of yours." Barry growled playfully, guiding her to the bedroom where clothes fell away amid panting breaths.
Kita dropped to her knees with a wicked grin, taking his cock into her mouth for a slow, teasing blowjob that had him gripping her hair. "That's it, dominate me with that mouth," he said, but she pulled back, eyes flashing. "Only because I choose to, Barry. My pussy's dripping wet just thinking about it."
He lifted her onto the bed, spreading her thighs as his fingers found her slick folds. They moved together, sweating and panting, her strong legs wrapping around him as he thrust deep into her pussy. "Harder," she demanded with a witty edge, "show me who's boss while I ride this wave."
Barry flipped her, taking her ass in his hands as he pounded from behind, their bodies slick with sweat. Kita came first with a cry, her walls clenching, then he followed, spilling cum deep inside as it dripped down her thighs. They collapsed, hearts racing.
"Round one's yours, but the night's far from over."
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