Goodwife Brewer slapped her husband about the head and shoulders. She had just walked in the bedroom that shared a wall with the new guest room and found her husband grabbing his crotch with one ear plastered to the wall.

"Get away from there you horrible man! Leave those poor folks alone. If you want to play with yourself, why do you not do it with me?"

Brewer had one arm up to fend off the slapping hands while considering his wife's comment. When he looked her up and down with a sly look on his face. Goodwife's cheeks became a new hue of pink. He eased his trousers down and displaying his swollen member and moved toward her. Goodwife quickly pulled up her skirts displaying her harry crotch now slick with desire.

Brewer pushed her back onto the bed and quickly mounted her. He started at a vigorous pace and showed no sign of slowing. Sweat began to collect on his brow and his wife was having trouble breathing.

"What has gotten into you?" she panted.

"You should have heard the two of them! Such ardor and passion. I was overcome."

Karl thought he was looking down a tunnel for a few moments. This happened when he lifted something really heavy and then he needed to sit down for a bit. It this case he had just finished an almighty seed-spilling and was trying to take an inventory. He was still inside Okake's backside, and his balls were still twitching a bit. It was like his body was on automatic, still flushing fluid out of him. Sweat was pouring out of him and dampening the sheet around his body. He gasped for air and listening to his racing heart start to slow down. He rolled his hips to the side pulling his semi-hard pecker from Okake. Thick strands of seed clung to his cock and her muscular cheek, making the sweat soaked situation even more messy.

On his back he looked down as his pecker as it slowly lost some of its glorious stiffness. He could not remember ever being this aroused. Whatever they had between them was magic enough to create this intense passion and connection. He turned to Okake and watched her breathing slow while her skin glistened in the candlelight. She rolled over to look at him still trying to catch his breath.

"Have you always been this incredible at lovemaking?" she asked with real intensity.

"I don't know. I can't say that I've been with many women in my life, but you and me together is like a fire that has fresh fuel. We burn hot and then hotter."

She rolled onto her back and began exploring her groin. She had only been taken like a boy by the men in the woods. The feeling of powerlessness was now gone and replaced by a type of submission to lust. She touched the mouth of her anus that still seemed slightly open and felt the soreness as a result of Karl's passionate work. She rolled on her side again so she could reach it better and rubbed a finger around the entrance. She slid a finger in and tried to pretend it was like her vagina, moving around to see what part felt better. Karl watched all of this with intense interest. His recently flagging erection began to stiffen.

Okake looked over her shoulder at him and noticed his attention and, apparently, his never-ending erection. The tableau was interrupted by the noises of boisterous love making coming through the wall. The Brewers were very vocal and the rhythm of the bodies matched what Okake thought she Karl must sound like.

"You seem like you are ready again Husband," she said as she licked her tusks. She rolled to her front and got on her knees displaying her reddened backside.

Karl got to his knees and spit roughly on to his engorged penis to lubricate it once again. He placed the head against her recently tight entry that still had enough tension make them both move around a bit until the head entered. He slowly moved back and forth to allow more of the shaft to enter. In a few moments he could take full strokes. Okake bit the pillow in front of her as the result of his movements seemed to light a fire in her thighs. His balls began to slap the face of her vagina which further excited her. Within a few minutes she climaxed again, and he found that he could no longer hold his seed. Groaning from soreness and pleasure he pulled out while shooting ropes of seed on her back and buttocks. This time he could no longer fight off the darkness and fell to his side immediately sleeping with guttering breaths.

Okake tried to collect her thoughts, but none of it was very coherent. She simply let her legs slide down until she rested on her front. Normally she did not like the discomfort of smashing her breasts, but she found that at that moment she did not care. Sleep came hard and fast.

Goodwife Brewer moved her husband's body over to one side and guessed the time to be somewhere in the early hours after midnight. They would have to get up early to start work at the bar. They would both have bags under their eyes but smiles on their lips.

When Karl and Okake finally got themselves up and got water warming on the stove so they could clean up they noticed that the light was high in the sky. Karl could not recall the last time, or if ever, that he had slept past dawn. Okake moved slowly and walked with a slight catch in her stride. She sat at the indoor outhouse and ran her hands through her hair.

"Husband, I think you have broken me. I feel like I was in a fight with many people and lost, but my body tingles still and I hunger for you yet again."

Karl gritted his teeth as he washed himself. The warm water was pleasant, but his pecker was so sore that he thought he had hurt himself. And still it raised at Okake's words. He had seen men in the service that were driven by their cocks and realized what it much be like. Addicted to the sounds, smells and tastes of women.

"I understand exactly what you mean. I am in more pain than pleasure. I'm just not sure how I am going to get my pants up. My pecker feels like Bunny stepped on it and its still half stiff when you go and talk all hot like that."

"Do you need to me to do something husband? I will gladly do anything to make you feel better."

Karl groaned as he looked down at his red, swollen shaft. He looked at Okake and back a few times. He actually hurt to the touch and could not figure how it was going to get better, but the thought of her made him hunger at a different level. He stepped out the wash basin and walk over to her still on the toilet. He stood in front of her. She understood immediately.

"Please be gentle." We're never going to get out of here at this rate, he thought to himself.

She slowly ran her tongue around the head of his penis. He started breathing heavily as a result. Her lips gently road around the shape of his glans and she finally pushed into mouth. She could see the corded veins in arms and neck as she looked up at him. She loved this part, seeing the combined ecstasy and what looked like horrible pain at the same time. She moved her head back and forth and held his hard buttocks in her hands. After what seemed like only a few moments his stomach relaxed and contracts as her mouth filled with his salty issue. She swallowed by reflex choking a bit. She moved back and smiled up at him and he smiled back at her.

As he backed out of the small room, he noticed that with some relief that his pecker was finally back to something he could get into his pants with feeling like touching an open wound.

"Sweetheart, do you want me to do the same for?"

"Gods no. I'm having trouble walking and the ride back is going to require a lot of blankets to sit on. I want you of course, but anything touching me at the moment is going to be bit off." she smirked.

It was slow going all morning, but by the time they checked out at the bar it was probably midday. The Brewers traded shy smiles with Karl and Okake told them that they always had place at their bar.

The ride back to the farm was slow and easy and only required a few stops to readjust pillows and blankets for Okake.

"Husband will always it be like this?"

"Do mean our mating? I don't know if I can take it in the future. I'm so sore it hurts to talk," he laughed at his joke.

She smiled briefly, "No I mean I am so happy and fear that it will go away."

He turned to her, "I can't promise that it will always be like this, but I can promise you that I'll try to keep it this way."

Okake placed her head on his shoulder, and they watched the sun set as they rode forward in the future.

Fin