Daren hummed softly to his wife, Lisa, as the pair of them enjoyed holding one another, after a particularly exhausting session, they had not had the energy to start cleaning up their toys yet. Most of Lisa's restraints were still on, her pink ballgag pulled free and hanging around her neck, along with her thick pink, leather collar, her wrist cuffs still locked on, but no longer attached to the headboard, while her ankles remained locked tight, and fastened to the footboard of their queen size bed. Daren pulled her in closer to his chest, letting her chocolate brown hair cascade over his left arm, as he wrapped it around her pale shoulders, Lisa's hazel brown eyes covered by exhausted eyelids.
Daren smiled as he gently ran a hand down over her body, causing goosebumps to raise as he passed over more sensitive areas, her inner thighs were always more sensitive after she'd had a few orgasms. "Damn your beautiful," he said softly, leaning in and kissing her forehead, the black hairs of his neatly shaped brushing over her and causing her to smile in return.
"And you are ever the charmer," Lisa chuckled back in return, melting into his chest and kissing it with her slightly swollen lips, the marks from the straps of the gag, still creasing her flushed face.
Daren continued to smile, as he moves his fingers back up her body, pausing for a moment to play with the pink tail of the remote toy, still mostly tucked away inside his beloved's sex, causing Lisa's breath to catch, her hand moving to his arm and gripping it lightly. A soft whimper escaping her mouth, before sucking in her bottom lip and holding it between her teeth.
"Someone likes her new toy I see," Daren whispered as he moves his hand to cover Lisa's, still wet, lower lips, and slide his middle finger in with the depleted toy, using the finger to move the toy up, forward, then down and back in small circles.
"Mmmmmhhmmm," Lisa groaned, her eyes tightly closed, "Yes Sir."
Daren continued to move the toy around inside her, his lips pressed to her forehead in a kiss, as her grip tightened on his forearm, her yellow painted nails starting to press into the skin. "I can tell," he said coyly, before moving his lips down to her own and parting them with his tongue, inviting her to do the same.
As tired as they both were, Lisa slowly started moving her hips in time with Daren's finger, riding both it and the depleted toy, as they worked together to get her closer to climax. Daren could feel her legs shaking, as she got closer, wanting to pull together and clamp her thighs down on his hand as it pleased her, the restrains ensuring that didn't happen.
"Please," Lisa whispered, breathless as she broke off the kiss and looked up at her husband, his neatly trimmed black beard, in contrast to the mess of tangles his black hair was in, his muddied brown eyes looking down at her with a devilish glimmer. "Please, I'm so close, please can I cum?" she begged, her thighs shaking as she moves her hips even faster.
