In the village of Harstock a modest house of wood and stone sits peacefully next to a large pool of clear water. Smoke floats lazily from the chimney, the windows glow with soft golden light in the early evening. The air is chilled with the last breaths of winter as a large man dressed in heavy clothing climbs up the stairs and opening the unlocked door enters as quietly as his bulk will allow.
The middle-aged prospector approaches the bedroom with a grin on his grizzled and bearded face with anxious steps that make the floorboards creak. The reunion with his young bride creates a nervous energy in his big frame as he passes through the doorway. He smiles at the sight of her on the bed. It has been weeks, or months, time seems to have different meanings for some reason but they have been separated for longer than ever before in their year of marriage.
There she was, smiling that smile that melted his heart and heated his loins. Her long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and draped over her young full breasts with nipples peaked like pink diamonds waiting for his mouth. As he moves across the room he removes his heavy clothing, first his shirt and then his pants, his boots were already missing for some reason he didn't know and didn't care how. As he pulled his linen loincloth down freeing his huge, heavy and thickly veined cock she gasps and blushes making him smile a toothy grin. He finds it endearing that after almost a year of marriage she still turns pink at his nakedness.
She parts her legs exposing her pink slit to his eyes, it's already damp with the golden silk surrounding it glistening wetly as she waits for her husband with erotic anticipation. No foreplay is needed this evening as he moves closer to the bed both are more than ready, both are more than aroused with hearts pounding to feel joined to one another. Her eyes are locked on that huge organ her body craves. It sways slowly as he moves proving its weight while the blunt glans peeks from its fleshy covering already shiny with his pre-sex fluid. This sends a shiver through her making her nipples even tighter and her legs to open wider which brings more blush to her cheeks. Oh, how she's missed this man, the only man she's ever truly loved. She reaches for him as he moves over her, his cock bumps against her thighs the heat and weight of which makes her pussy gush with more of her fragrant nectar.
"Oh, I've missed you my dearest husband," she whispers in a sultry voice deepened by her arousal.
"Not as much as I miss'd yer me Angel," he whispers back as his cock moves toward her waiting pussy. They moan as one when the blunt head of his cock finds the crease in her slit. Together they make small movements to get his cock inside her. He slowly, deliberately slides the swollen crown into her dripping and waiting little hole. They both shiver at first contact, she pushes herself upwards to bring more of that huge cock into her till the head is fully enclosed inside her. The rim of her pussy holds the flare of the pink acorn in a tight grip. She throws her head back, too long, it's been too long, she squeezes down on the huge thing stretching her so perfectly creating a groan from her older husband a groan that makes her smile at the power she has to bring him pleasure.
He teases her tight pussy just the way she likes by sliding the head of his throbbing cock in and out of the tight ring of muscle defining her hole. She squeals as the smooth crown slides through her passage, the flare pulling on her pussy when he withdraws. Her juices flow freely into the crack of her upraised ass causing an erotic sort of tickle there.
