I pried her fingers off my arm and held her hand so she couldn’t grab me again. Good thing I did, because suddenly the woman cried out again. “My ...od, do you think he’s hurting her?” my wife whispered. I didn’t know why she was whispering; there was no else one around. “Why are you whispering?” I said. She was staring wide-eyed at me. “Shhh! I think he must be hurting her.” She strained to hear, leaning close to the window. “Oh, oh, oh. Yes!” came from the neighbors’ house. My wife shot a. I failed to utter a word, but I did return the favor. So we held each other for a moment in silence, except for the shower running. I enjoyed feeling Kaylee's body, but of course, I felt mine shaking at the thought of losing her.After two minutes, she let go of me. "What's wrong, Joy? As we've pointed out many times today alone, we love each other. When it comes to us talking, you've been a little distant from it. You love kissing and having sex, but now I'm wondering if you are having second. We could feel each other’s pleasure and without saying a word, we instinctively knew where to move or how to move to maximize the other’s pleasure. As this was going on, deep inside, our orgasms were slowly building like a long dormant sl**ping massive volcano waiting to erupt. We both knew it wouldn’t be long until we climaxed and Jenna’s soft lustful moans told me she was on the verge of cumming. I repositioned myself and as I did, my cock became more sensitive and I felt it swell with cum. She would always come very hard. Though humiliating, I did not mind. But, as I said earlier, in the end I could not keep up. A couple of months ago while we were in the gym I saw a young guy talking to Tina. Later, at home, I asked her what that was about. "I think he wanted to pick me up. He certainly was cute enough." "Well, be my guest, it's okay with me; just flirt back, but pretend you don't know if I'm in the gym also." The next day we were both working out again when the young stud again.