“Does your husband understand the full gravity of your solution to our three-body problem?” asked Professor slowly lifting the hem of her dress.

“Yes, and it hardens him, but gravity is overrated.”

Celeste’s body arched upward to meet Professor midway and take him in.

A star crossed the sky above her as she came violently on his pulsating, erupting cock.

Lying in the grass, legs open, Milky Way inward, Celeste looked up at her husband. It was his turn, his duty to reclaim, to rescue her from spinning into chaos.

On second cumming, the moon was shining in her eyes.