I wake up with morning wood and vigorously take my wife from behind

The evening air is thick with anticipation as she slips into her nightgown, barely containing her eagerness. Her wife, enticed by her playful scans, joins her on the bed, her eyes gleaming with the same electricity that crackles through the room. He grabs her hips, urging her forward, his hands commanding and inviting. She positions herself doggy style, her body arching to accommodate his urgent advances. He plunges into her, their bodies moving in a syncopated rhythm, the room echoing with their intense, whispered moans. Their passion builds, a relentless crescendo, as they surrender to the primal, pulsing need that draws them closer with each thrust.