Cabin In The Mountains

I spent the night with my wife in a romantic cabin but the only sex I got was with my right hand. After watching hours of gay porn, I released my sexual frustrations in my pajamas.
I fantasized about me standing in the kitchen in a robe. He comes up from behind lifting. Lifting my robe. I lean forward allowing him to lube me up real good. Then he enter me. His tool is perfect for me. I am tight because I'm on the DL so I don't get out much. Butt in my fantasies I'm a bottom. I'm full bent over with my hands on the countertop. He grabs my hips then strokes my uncut manhood. His rhythm increases. I gladly reciprocate by joining his groove and gladly receiving him as he screws the mess out of me. He takes me to another while he plays with my man boobs.
We move in motion for maximum impact and sexual ecstasy.
I want to feel more of his loving aggressive so we move to the bedroom.
First I lay on my back with my knees to my chest and hold my feet. There he thrusts his swollen manhood fully into my hole longing for more.
He has great stamina.
We turn I'm on my belly with my legs spread to get him in better position to have his way. D**n it felt so good when I came as his was moving in and out of my man hole like a hard precision piston.
His heavy breathing matched our rhythm. Faster and faster then with and manly grunt that we are all familiar with he tightened up and I felt his warm offering in my welcoming a**.
It felt so good.
Then I turned over to watch my wife sleep and hear her snore.
We never kiss the whole time we were all alone. We just cuddled ate snacks and watched Hallmark Christmas Movies. True story from a sexually frustrated husband.