It wasn't that often that I actually felt satisfied, drained, and quite happy with just a single hour of sex, but the 'battle' that Valentina had forced with me the entire time was one that I actually enjoyed a fair amount.
More than I cared to admit, but as I laid atop the bed with her right beside me, covered in a thin sheen of sweat and feeling completely relaxed, I was more than content with just this singular hour, especially because I had seen so much of this woman that had just suddenly forced me to be her spouse.
Even just thinking about it soured my mood a little, but the deep relief she had provided me during this last hour far outweighed the negativity that this sudden engagement of ours provided me, especially when she was still laying right there beside me in my arms.
