Twilight Velvet and the Thoughtful Husband
Twilight Velvet could hardly work up the breath to announce her arrival as she walked into her Canterlot home. Memoirs of a Farm Mare hadn't gotten nearly the reviews she had anticipated, and her publishers had sat her down for a long "chat." Their ultimatum still left her breathless. One last shot. One more romance novel, and if it didn't sell, she would have to look for another contract with another publisher.
She had been counting on good reviews as a kind of birthday present to herself. But after getting chewed out for a few hours, she just wanted this birthday to be over.
The whole way home she had been worrying about what to tell Night Light, but when she saw the newspaper on the kitchen table spread open, she worried that she wouldn't even have the chance to break the news to him.
As she removed her scarf and coat, she called to her husband. "Dear? Where are you?"
"In the living room, sweetheart," he called back from around the corner, seemingly in a good mood.
She wasn't ready to face him yet. "Did you read the paper?"
"I did."
"Did you read the book reviews?"
"I did."
She let out a heavy sigh. "Darling, I'm sorry..."
"It's alright," he said. "I know you're great."
His confidence did a little to ease her anxiety. She just needed to distract herself for tonight. Heading into the living room, she asked, "What do you want for din-"
Twilight Velvet couldn't finish her sentence as she saw her husband, sitting on the couch, completely naked, spread and letting it all hang out, casually reading a book as he waited for her. The combination of surprise and arousal that clashed with her shame and exhaustion left her stunned.
"Happy Birthday, darling," he said, closing his book. His voice was sweet and sincere, providing a warmth that Twilight Velvet didn't know she needed.
"Honey, what are you doing?" she asked. As much as she loved her husband, this wasn't exactly what she had in mind when it came to a nice birthday present.
"You've had a bad day. I know it. And when you have bad days, all you need is to take your mind off it for a while." He smiled now. "Come here, love. I promise once you're on your knees with my cock in your mouth, you'll feel a lot better."
Twilight Velvet couldn't help but blush. Night Light wasn't holding back on the dirty talk, and it was rare to see him so in charge. But she knew him well enough to know he wasn't being selfish. He had a point.
When she saw that great length beginning to twitch, rising to it's impressive full size, she sighed. Not a sigh of stress or unwillingness, but a sigh of effort, namely the effort of forcibly pushing every other thought and event away for the moment to allow herself some fun with her husband. It wasn't always easy, but she truly believed it would be worth it.
Twilight Velvet had to smile when she sat down in front of Night Light. If it looked large from the doorway, Night Light's cock was a sight to behold up close. Generously thick, but plenty long too, Twilight Velvet always shivered in anticipation of tackling such a robust stallionhood. Even his jewels, hanging heavy between his thighs, were a point of family pride for her. She met his gaze as he awaited her to begin, and she let her eyes take in every inch of him. He may not have been a large stallion, but he certainly had good genes to pass to Shining Armor, with enough muscle showing on his arms, abs, and chest, plus the sexy patch of hair on his chest, that made her want to run her hooves all over him. She could already feel her marehood warming up for the night.
Yet, before the fun could really begin, Night Light maintained his manners. He leaned down, taking Twilight Velvet's chin in his hand, and gave her a sweet kiss. "I love you, Twilight," he told her.
"Oh, Night Light," she beamed up at him. "Thank you for my present."
He returned her sly grin. "Go ahead and blow out the candle, then."
She giggled, but was already reaching toward his shaft. She cooed when she felt the hardness of it, throbbing beneath her touch, her hand unable to completely wrap around its girth. She gave it a few slow, gentle strokes, hearing her husband groan at the first pleasure, and with it her own worries melted from her, giving way to desire for her husband.
It was moments like these that reminded her why she married him. He knew her better than anyone, and never failed to prove his perfect understanding of her. Yet he was more than a best friend; he was the sexiest stallion she could dream of, and she felt so terribly lucky to receive his affection and attention, wanting only to repay him for his love.
Twilight Velvet dragged her tongue along the underside of Night Light's great cock, eliciting a moan from him and a shiver from her. To pleasure her precious husband filled her with arousal, and already she could feel the beginnings of moisture in her panties. Following his order to the letter, she licked all over his cock, attending to every inch, stroking it slowly, watching the flesh slide in her hands, listening to his voice encourage her. She dipped down, dragging her tongue along his great testicles, the gems that had filled her with two precious children, and even as her tongue lapped and teased them, she could sense the power of her husband's mighty balls.
In one smooth motion, she licked from the underside of his balls, traveling up his sack, passing over his sheath, along the underside toward the midring, until she finally ended at the tip, collecting a droplet of precum as a prize for her long journey. "Sweetheart," she said in awe. "You are so big." Night Light only sighed in pleasure, wrapping his hand in her mane, urging her to tease his tip more. She circled it with her tongue, watching it twitch before her. "I love your cock so much," she said. "Celestia, all I want is to blow you, my husband."
Patiently waiting for her stallion's orders, she looked up at him as he smirked down at her, the glint in his eyes playful. "Go right ahead, my mare."
She wasted no time taking him to the ring. To try and swallow any more in one motion was impossible with a stallion so large, but Twilight Velvet already felt a weight lift from her as her mouth was filled with her husband's length. All she had to do was focus on pleasuring her beloved, earning his approval and no one else's. When she heard his moans, it felt so terribly right to suck his shaft like this. She plunged further and further until her nose was at his sheath, tickled by his navy pubes. Her throat was spread open and so very full, yet she knew this was where she belonged.
For a long, long while, the house was silent except for the soft sounds of Twilight Velvet sucking her husband's cock. Night Light was never impatient with her, letting her set her own pace as she took him into her throat, knowing that this was just as much about letting her relax as it was about his pleasure. He couldn't help but smile as he saw her brow relax and her shoulders droop, the stress of the day fading from her as she fell into the easy rhythm of cocksucking, providing enough of a challenge to allow her to forget everything else, but easy enough that it all came naturally to her, felt so natural to have his taste in her mouth and his hardness in her throat, hearing his soft groans in her ears.
Twilight Velvet was seriously starting to consider the therapeutic effects of blowjobs, getting flutters of life again in her chest whenever her lips curled around Night Light's thick base. But she knew that Night Light wasn't about to cum this way. If she really wanted to please her stallion, she would have to do something special for him. Pulling off his beautiful cock slowly, tasting precum as she did, she gasped as the last strings of saliva broke between her and his meat. "Thank you, my love," she said. "You were right. I do feel a lot better."
"You're welcome," he chuckled back.
"Here," she said, climbing up on the couch next to him. She saw his cock visibly throb as she removed her shoes and socks. "I think I know the best way to say thank you."
Night Light spread his legs for her as his breathing deepened, a shiver visibly running through his body. But Twilight Velvet glowed, more than happy to be able to please her stallion by indulging in his biggest fetish. After years of marriage and listening to him, Twilight Velvet had come to appreciate his kinks just as much as he had come to understand hers. She knew all about how taboo and sensual her feet were to him, how dirty the act of foot-pleasure was to him, and how powerful he felt when she let him have his way with whatever part of her body he wished. Being barefoot around him made her feel like a vixen, young and with power over stallions that was intoxicating to wield. With a smile on her face as great as her husband's she teased his great length with the tip of her toes, tickling along the entire length, listening to him groan and watching him buck into her.
"Eager, are we?"
"C'mon, don't tease me like that," he said, his face red and flustered.
"Sorry," she giggled. She gave in and pressed her soles against his shaft, hugging his girth with her arches as she gave a light stroke.
"Ohhh, yeah," he groaned. Night Light was precumming heavily now, even starting to sweat with arousal. It had been a while since she had done this for him, but the look on his face and his desperate movements were priceless. With a skill gained over years of a wife's diligent practice and careful study, she expertly worked his cock with dextrous feet, squeezing him with her toes, letting him thrust into the balls of her feet so that his precum could dribble between her toes, only to wrap her feet around his shaft and pump for a while, feeling him thrust back into her.
She flushed warm as well as she felt the sticky fluid in between her toes, warming her feet as she massaged his own precum into his cockflesh and the arches of her feet. Over time, she had found things to enjoy about the act as well, the hardness of his cock against the softness of her feet and the erotic tingle of the near-tickle in her soles she felt as she rubbed him down and he thrusted into her. This was a different kind of sensitivity, a new way to touch her husband and experience his wonderful cock like no other. She knew her face was red with arousal already, and she sighed and closed her eyes for a moment, letting the dialogue between her feet and his cock play out between the two of them.
Twilight Velvet could feel her husband finally starting to get impatient, and she was more than happy to up the ante. She scooted herself up to him, teasing him further by giving him a closer look at her clothed body, her round breasts hidden beneath her sweater, even showing him the growing wet patch between the legs of her pants. But a pair of ruined panties was well worth giving him the chance to grind against her heat while simultaneously thrusting into her arches. The hot waves rolling off his wife's needy marehood had a powerful effect on Night Light, stimulating a primal desire within him as well.
Soon, it was less Twilight Velvet teasing Night Light and more Night Light desperately pumping his thick length between his wife's feet, lost in the mind-numbing pleasure of having his dirty itches scratched, in the incredible sensation of her soft, toned feet. Even if it was Twilight's birthday, Night Light felt in total control, and Twilight wouldn't have wanted it any other way. She loved the sensation of his hot length between her feet, his big balls slapping her ankles and his precum dribbling onto her toes and clothes. Twilight Velvet had given her her stallion total authority, but as pleasure radiated through her feet and legs from the motions of that glorious cock, there was only one thing on her mind.
"Ohh, my husband," she moaned. "Cum for me. Please."
Leaning forward, Night Light pinned his wife's shoulders down with his great hands, laying into her feet with abandon. She could feel the throbbing begin just as much as she could hear his moans turning into grunts and growls. She was completely his now, and she wanted him to take her feet, to worship him however she pleased, to bring that mighty stallionhood that gave her meaning as a wife and mother pleasure and satisfaction.
It was coming soon. That climax that gave her such satisfaction. That call of pleasure that announced the fulfillment of her precious duties. The throbbing that signaled her wonderful husband's rapturous ecstasy. The seed that had bred her, that had filled her womb with foals and made her a joyful mother. The hot cum that had coated her face and body so many times before, that had slid down her throat as she swallowed gulp after gulp with worshipful attention, always happy to taste just one more drop on her tongue. The pure white outpouring of her husband's love for her, straight from his precious balls, a sacred gift of trust and ecstasy that completed her, in as pure and simple terms as a male can complete a female.
Twilight Velvet opened her mouth and closed her eyes, feeling every inch of her husband's throbbing cock in her feet, hearing his voice, smelling his sweat, patiently waiting for his pleasure.
"Arghh!" he called as the first pulse of his semen shot across Twilight Velvet's body, landing on her face and the arm of the couch above her. Her mouth was filled with thick, salty fluid as Night Light pumped it out of his balls. Twilight Velvet did her very best to milk him, stroking him gently with her feet, encouraging him to unload on her. Her clothes and the couch were becoming soaked with his seed, but it filled Twilight Velvet with a warmth that soaked her panties and brought her own breathing to a heavy, needy rhythm.
When it was over, her mouth full of her husband's delicious essence, Twilight Velvet opened her eyes to see her husband panting before her, his cock drooping but not yet finished. "Do you want more, my love?" she offered.
"Yeah, but I might need a little help," he said with a smile.
She returned the grin. "Give me a minute, darling."
She stood, feeling the hot cum cooling as it dripped down her face and neck. Twilight Velvet wasn't a stripper, but she had picked up a few things over the years to get her husband riled up for her. She started with her sweater, slipping it off over her head quickly enough to make her breasts bounce, but slowly enough to make him wait. She shook her mane out to give him time to stare at her white bra before reaching behind herself to unhook it, knowing better than to slip the straps off her arms. She could swear Night Light's cock twitched when he heard the clasps being undone, and with a roll of her shoulders the garment practically fell off, revealing her soft, full mounds, her nipples already hard and waiting for attention.
Next came her pants. She had yet to find a way to remove them that was sexy without being silly, but she knew enough to turn around and bend over, giving him a good view of the tight fabric hugging her ass, with the last remnants of baby fat from Twilight Sparkle making her rear squeezable. She couldn't help but smile when her legs were out in the open, the only thing covering her marehood being her soaked, white panties, her bent position showing bits of pink through the thin, damp fabric.
With a couple teasing swishes of her tail, Twilight stopped her teasing, raising the purple and white strands high as she hooked her thumbs into the elastic waistband, she felt the strands of sticky moisture form and break between her pussy and the cloth as it slid around her thighs and dropped onto the floor, revealing her wet, needy marehood, her raised tail signaling her readiness to be mounted.
Night Light had other plans for her. She yelped when she felt his arms wrap around her neck and shoulders at the same time his cock spread her thighs, rubbing against her marehood without entering, collecting her juices on his reinvigorated shaft. He pulled Twilight Velvet up again, her shoulders against his chest as his hands scoured her body, rubbing up her stomach, groping her breasts, teasing her lips and tugging his shaft as he tweaked her nipples and kissed at her neck and shoulders. She moaned long and loud at all of it, from his teeth on the back of her neck to his fingers digging at her boobs to his cock spreading her lips and his hips slapping against her ass. Her clit was already burning with the sensations, but she was all his now, Twilight Velvet couldn't have been happier to let her husband enjoy her body.
But just as much as Twilight knew her husband's deepest fantasies, Night Light knew his wife's fetishes as well. After he had his fill of her soft, supple body, he left her. She looked after him, trying to catch her breath as he slid open the door to their backyard. "Come, love," he ordered.
Twilight Velvet swallowed hard, but obliged with shaky steps. Before she even reached the door, her marehood was quivering, throbbing with heat, juices dripping down her thighs. She silently wondered, hoped even, that some of her neighbors were outside tonight, enjoying the clear night sky. It was one thing to be the best wife possible to her husband in the privacy of their home, but quite another to belong to and be used by him where everyone could see her submission and sexuality, could desire and envy her marriage.
Luna had brought a warm, bright night tonight, and a soothing shiver traveled down Twilight Velvet's spine. The night breeze brushed against her hot marehood and pointed nipples, reminding her of her total nakedness. She scanned the neighboring yards to see the Oranges sharing a glass of wine on their patio. Night Light waved to them, and with a mixture of embarrassment and polite manners, they blushed, smiled, and waved back. After being neighbors for a while, they had each come to know a bit about each couple's sex lives, but the shock and thrill of being watched was never lost on Twilight Velvet.
She didn't have much time to process her feelings, though. Night Light grabbed her roughly by the shoulders and planted his lips on hers, kissing her with a force so as to command her affection. He hardly had to ask. The warm night air was quickly becoming a blanket to them, with the grass below soon to be their mattress as Twilight Velvet kissed him back, beginning to make love to her husband.
The sting of eyes on her was druglike, the only other sensation her husband's body surrounding her. Twilight Velvet fell back into the worship of her husband, running her lips over the hardness of his leanly muscled body, feeling smooth skin and rugged chest hair against her face and under her fingers. She let her hands drop as her lips teased his nipples, feeling the thickness of his shaft as she encouraged his pleasure with even strokes.
He pressed her down, her knees sinking into the grass, surrounded by her carefully tended flowers and hedges, splashes of color signature to Canterlot. Again, she closed her eyes as she dragged her tongue along his thick, trunk-like length, dipping under to lap at his ripe fruits before she fell into relaxed bliss as her throat was filled with her husband's cock once more. She could taste the remnants of semen as faintly as she could smell the musk from his previous orgasm, but she could sense his eagerness as well, not content to simply let her unwind with a blowjob. He wanted satisfaction now. He wanted to take his mare.
Night Light withdrew from his wife, kneeling down to join her as he groped at her breasts and took her nipples into his mouth, earning a moan from her as he swiped his tongue along the sensitive nubs, pulling and sucking with his lips. He slid his hands along her thighs to check her readiness, slipping a finger into her long enough to get a thrust back out of her. With a smile, he pulled his hand back to find it soaked.
He laid down in the grass on his back, spreading his arms above his head, exposing his whole body to the moonlight as his erection towered upward. Twilight Velvet looked at their neighbors again, the Oranges facing toward the street, pretending as if they weren't noticing the copulating couple, but the turn of their heads away as she looked was obvious. She almost giggled, knowing they would likely never admit to enjoying their voyeuristic treats.
Twilight Velvet spread her legs to straddle her husband, but he waved his fingers in a circle. "I want to see that gorgeous ass, darling," he told her with smirk.
She smiled back. "Of course, my love." Turning around, facing the rest of Canterlot, she felt her husband's big hands grip her hips as he guided her down toward him. Twilight Velvet bit her lip as his flare prodded her sopping marehood. He groped her soft butt, kneading her cheeks with his hands. He was eager, and she wasn't about to make him wait much longer.
With a call, she lowered herself onto his cock as he thrust upward, sinking half of his erection into her in one smooth, wet motion. His thickness never failed to surprise her. She was utterly spread open, slowly being filled to her limit as she pressed herself down further, needing to be completely united with her husband. When she felt his hips against her ass, looking down to see his balls between their legs, she let out a sigh.
But if she was on top, it was up to her to satisfy her husband, and she couldn't rest long. Spreading her knees to allow him room and give her leverage, she raised herself up a few more inches only to sink her marehood onto his shaft again. They could hear the sounds of her wet entrance accepting his shaft over the sounds of crickets and fireflies, each bounce of hers ending in a satisfying slap of his hips on her rump.
Twilight Velvet let her moans ring loud. No matter how many years passed or how bad things got for her or her marriage, she would always love the feeling of Night Light's big fat cock in her. She loved the feeling of his eyes on her ass, turning any pudge she carried into a way to arouse him. She loved the way his balls slapped her clit when he thrust back into her, hearing his pleasure in his voice, smelling it in his sweat. This was a stallion who had given her and helped raised two beautiful foals, who had encouraged her to write when her confidence waned, and who never failed to make her feel gorgeous. She loved everything about him, every sound he made, every curve of his arms around her, every hair on his body and every inch of stallionhood he carried, all of it hers to satisfy.
But Night Light wasn't about to sit complacently while his wife did all the work. He let her bounce for a while, watching her enjoy the night and the neighbors' lusty gazes on her perfect, nude form while he appreciated his own special view of her round ass and wet marehood taking every last bit of his cock over and over. Soon, though, it was time for him to take charge again. Time for the stallion to take and breed his mare.
He started easily, thrusting upward to meet his wife's bounces, watching every motion of her rump as it collided with his hips with great amusement. Even a little bit of added force was enough to get some volume out of Twilight Velvet, and soon her eyes were closed again as she was lost in the pleasure of being fucked by her husband, her muzzle pointed to the moon, her only desire to satisfy him. He didn't hesitate to surprise her with a sharp spank on her ass, watching the quick jiggle as her eyes shot open with another sharp moan. Yet her bouncing only quickened, the force her flanks slamming onto his cock increased with her arousal. She raised her tail again, offering her ass to him again, and he obliged with another quick spank, ending with a rough grope of her rear as he thrust himself to the hilt inside of her, even getting some motion out of his balls.
This wasn't enough for Night Light, however. Pulling himself up to her, steadying her by her shoulders as he shifted, he pressed his chest into her back once more, wrapping his arms around her to grope and squeeze at her breasts. She moaned loud as she thrust back into him, giving her body over to him completely as she wrapped her arms around his neck, hanging onto him as he ravaged her. His thrusting grew rough as he bit on her neck, laying into her with as much force as he could manage. His hands clamped down hard on her boobs, taking them for himself just as he took his wife.
Twilight Velvet could hardly manage a complete thought as every piece of her was seized by her husband. Her marehood was being rammed full of her beloved's thick cock, her chest squeezed and played with at his whim, and her shoulders and ears the site of his love bites and sloppy kisses. Her pussy was all the sloppier, her wetness flowing around Night Light's meat as he used his wife as he pleased.
She felt a tug on her chin as he shifted forward behind her, his sweaty chest hair pressing into her shoulder blades as she found her lips once again overpowered by his own mouth. Her eyes rolled up in bliss as her mouth was invaded by her tongue just as much as her passage was invaded by his cock, and she accepted the entrance all too eagerly. As much power as he exerted in shoving his tongue past her lips, she returned with inviting suckles of her lips and dancing motions of her own tongue. His hot, needy breath washed over her face, and at last she felt like she was finally all his.
Their climax was coming, a celebration of his power over her, and Twilight Velvet couldn't wait for his seed to flow. With the sweat starting to drip down her brow and neck, onto her breasts, she threw herself into her lover just as roughly as he forced himself into her. The sounds of flanks meeting flanks and nuts slapping lips filled the entire backyard, the chorus of their union.
"I'm going to breed you, my mare," Night Light growled into her ear before his teeth nibbled at her lobe.
"Yes, my love!" she called out. She knew the Oranges were likely as eager for him to fill her as she was, and she wanted all of Canterlot to her her love for him, to witness their pleasure in some token. She shouted her praises into the night. "Fill me with your seed, Night Light! Cum in me, my stallion! I need you. my husband!"
"I need you too, my wife," he grunted as it began. She could tell he had been sent over the edge with every minute change in pace, breathing, force, sound, and smell. The realization was quickly bringing her to climax as well. As a faithful couple, they were desperate to climax as one, together.
Night Light's thrusting overwhelmed her. Her voice echoed throughout the streets just as the sound of his hips thrusting up into his wife did. All she could feel was that great thrusting cock about to unload his lovely balls into her, and all he could feel was her wetness inviting him to fill her, her clenching heat begging him to stuff her womb full of seed.
"Arghhh!" Night Light called again, louder than ever. The first spurt came as his eyes clamped shut.
"Yes! Cum in me, my love! Thank you!" Twilight Velvet answered as she felt his fire spread through her. Her body spasmed, her limbs hanging onto him for dear life. Her marehood clenched and gushed, her lips throbbing against her husband's ballsack as his family jewels poured his deep into her.
There was no thought, only breathing as they rode the waves of ecstasy together, ravished by every sensation of being husband and wife, filling and being filled, of giving and accepting, leading and submitting, loving, being loved, and making love to one's spouse in kind.
Night Light slumped, but he couldn't release his wife, and with a thud he fell into the grass, taking Twilight Velvet with him, his cock still buried into her passage. The two were a mess of sweat, tousled manes, and stray fluids, but they panted heavily together. Between breaths they shared kisses, too tired from their passion to put their love into words, yet knowing it was entirely unnecessary.
When he finally did pull out, the two cooed as they felt his seed flow out of her in a gentle stream over their thighs and his balls. Twilight Velvet turned her head to see the Oranges retreating into the home. She liked to imagine that they were going to make love as well, and she couldn't help but smile, still full of the passion she felt for her own husband.
Night Light and Twilight Velvet laid outside, one on top of the other, covered in sweat and cum and stray touches until it got too cold to stare up at the bright stars any longer. Helping his wife up, Night Light led her to the bedroom, where the two collapsed in a naked heap, his arms wrapped around her.
"Happy birthday, darling," he said softly into her ear, pressing his body into hers.
"Thank you," she said. She was starting to tear up, and she rotated to bury her head in her husband's chest, feeling the total happiness of having his arms around her. The two quickly fell asleep, and Twilight Velvet was certain that nothing in life would ever matter more to her than him.
The two awoke wordlessly with Celestia's oppressive sun through their curtains, and Night Light sporting a friendly case of morning wood. Twilight Velvet giggled, kissed her husband on the lips, on the tip of his cock, and rose to bring the two of them coffee.
The morning light on her bare, well-used body filled her with a warmth that passed through her skin, and she imagined she looked quite sexy with the bands of light filtering through the blinds playing across her rump and breasts. As she poured the mugs, she saw the newspaper from the day before, and her purse and writing notebook.
Twilight Velvet couldn't help but pause, and tried as she might, she frowned. How could she have failed to write romance? Her, who had the greatest husband in the world, a love so pure as to give her a satisfaction that struck to her soul?
Her eyes widened. That was it. She scribbled quickly in her notebook, dashing to the bedroom, remembering the coffee, returning to the kitchen, and hurrying back with the load in tow.
Night Light was reclining, resting easy with the blankets barely covering his legs, his cock still expecting pleasure. He regarded her with a raised brow. "I see I'm not the only one excited."
"Read this and tell me what you think," she said as she set the coffee down, offering him her notebook.
All that was written was a title, which he read out loud. "A Husband's Love?"
She couldn't help but spill her ideas. "All everypony writes about is some independent, strong mare winning the love of a hot stallion. But what about the mares who are already married to the stallion of their dreams? What about their struggles? The books always end with a wedding, but there's so much more after that. 'I do' is just the beginning of the greatest love in the world to a mare."
Night Light beamed up at her, sharing her excitement. "I think you might really have something here."
With a squeal of delight, Twilight Velvet jumped into her husband's arms, planting her lips firmly to his. He kissed her back with equal joy.
The two couldn't help but make love again; Night Light to celebrate his wife's inspiration, and Twilight Velvet to thank him for inspiring her. For the rest of the morning, the house would be filled with their passion, the sounds of their moans, and the smell of sex.
