"Alright, after we get married, let's have another baby, okay?" Scarlett agreed without hesitation and even shared her new requirement with me.
This whole thing seemed too easy for me.
And I was really looking forward to how beautiful a daughter Scarlett and I would have.
"Okay, tonight we'll make love all night, and tomorrow we'll go get the marriage paperwork."
"But we have to wait two years before having this child."
"Why?" Scarlett asked, puzzled.
You see, being a mom and having her own child was her biggest wish at the moment.
Of course, I wanted her to have her wish, but...
"I've just got you, haven't had enough of you yet. If we have a child, I'll have to hold back for over a year. Aren't you afraid I'll go crazy?" I teased, pinching her nose.
For me, not a moment could pass without making love to her.
I even hoped I could make love to her forever.
"It's okay... as long as we don't do it in the first three months, we can go easy after that."
"Do you think I'll hold back on the intensity and speed of making love when I'm feeling good?"
"But I want a child." Scarlett's expression instantly turned pitiful, her fingers still twirling on my chest.
It tickled my heart.
It seemed like I couldn't say no.
"Then let's make love well tonight, and I'll release inside every time. Maybe we'll conceive."
"Okay." Scarlett blushed and nodded.
The next moment, she was tightly wrapped beneath me, lost in my warmth.
Her pussy entwined around my cock, as if trying to suck it in.
I thrust deep, each time reaching the deepest point, feeling a tingling sensation when the head touched the cervix.
It felt so thrilling, so satisfying.
And her cervix seemed like a trigger, contracting sharply each time I reached it, accompanied by her moans.
Half an hour later, I reached climax, releasing a thick load inside as Scarlett climaxed from my semen.
She shuddered and contracted, making it difficult for my cock to pull out.
I just lay on top of her, letting my cock stay inside her pussy a little longer.
Her pussy was still warm, with some vaginal discharge oozing out, making it very comfortable.
After a while, her pussy recovered from the climax, and Scarlett's breathing gradually calmed down.
Only then did I pull my cock out of her pussy.
I took out a cream from the bag, sat back on the bed, and gently applied it to her pussy.
"Ah... it's so cool..." Scarlett suddenly tightened her legs again.
I had to patiently reassure her, "It's to reduce swelling, or you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."
Reluctantly, Scarlett opened her legs, followed by the sound of her stomach growling.
"What? Wasn't all that semen enough to satisfy you?" I teased her.
Scarlett blushed instantly, "Making love is very exhausting."
Indeed, if I was satisfied, I wouldn't care about a woman's complaints. As long as I was satisfied, that was all that mattered.
"I bought burgers, you eat a bit first, and I'll help you apply the cream."
Saying that, I took out a burger from a bag on the side and handed it to Scarlett.
She took the burger, sat at the head of the bed, legs wide open, letting me help her wipe her pussy.
Whether it was the cream being too watery or her pussy being too sensitive, the more I applied, the more vaginal discharge flowed out of Scarlett's pussy.
Her pussy was shaking vigorously, as if trying to swallow my fingers.
But I couldn't handle the excess moisture, so my whole hand got wet.
I just leaned between her legs and licked her pussy.
I drank the flowing vaginal discharge like water.
This helped control the discharge.
But the taste of this vaginal discharge was different this time, cool and minty, unlike before.
Scarlett couldn't take it anymore.
She tightly squeezed my head between her legs, trying to avoid it, but I persisted.
"Don't... it's dirty."
"It's not. You're my wife, and I love every part of your body."
With that, I licked even more vigorously.
I pushed my entire tongue into her pussy, welcoming the flow of vaginal discharge.
"You eat the burger, I'll eat you. It's a perfect match, neither of us will go hungry."
Scarlett gradually adjusted to the intensity of my licking, and her legs gradually opened.
For the last time, I applied the cream to my tongue and licked her pussy and labia.
After coating her pussy, Scarlett was finally full.
I lay down with Scarlett in the blanket, holding her from behind.
My cock pressed against her buttocks, feeling them, and it stiffened again.
I let my cock rub against her pussy, outside, gently.
At first, Scarlett would flinch, but gradually she got used to it and fell asleep under my touch.
The next morning, I got Scarlett out of bed to wash up.
She was too weak from our activities to get out of bed, so I carried her to freshen up and change clothes.
She put on a white shirt and jeans.
I wore a white shirt and black suit pants.
She tied her hair up in a bun, just like in the ID photo I saw at the office.
And her eyes sparkled with happiness.
I knew she was happy because she loved me and her desires were fulfilled.
We took wedding photos, got the marriage paperwork, and I even had the staff cut out a photo of Scarlett for me.
The staff thought Scarlett's photo was beautiful and gladly gave me a copy.
I placed Scarlett's photo with her previous ID photo behind my phone case.
And I entrusted Scarlett with our marriage documents, promising never to divorce her.
From then on, Scarlett and I lived a very happy and fulfilling life.
During the day at the office, I would visit her office to be with her.
If I worked late, I would just take Scarlett on her desk.
At home, we made love every day, or we couldn't sleep.
The following year, Scarlett became pregnant with my child.
During her pregnancy, I didn't stop making love to her. Even rubbing her pussy outside could bring her to climax.
Ten months later, she gave birth to a daughter.
And then I had another source of happiness - drinking her breast milk.