Her grunts morphed into screams as she reached the first peak she had experience since her husband had died.She couldn't talk. She gripped his thighs ...ith her calves and his butt cheeks with her fingernails to keep him from stopping the relentless attack on her spasming crotch. Her tunnel began to crush and release the welcomed invader triggering an "Oh, GOD!" from Jake has he begun spraying her cervix with his seed, sending Lesa even higher aboard the orgasm express.Jake collapsed onto her. I stepped out to give him room, but leaned back in to help him clean.I was raging with desire, which made things that would have ordinarily disgust me seem trivial. John was standing with his hands against the back wall of the shower as I directed the spray between his cheeks. I found myself pressing my fingers against his opening as he pushed out towards me, breathing heavily. Julie came in to sit and watched us, her eyes bright with desire."Clean him good. Man-ass needs twice as much washing. “You ripped and cut my clothes,” she said with a slight giggle and a twinkle in her eyes. “I don’t apologize about that either,” I said as I kissed her again. She then brought her head into my chest and hugged me. “Thank you, Sir.” She hugged me tighter. I pulled away and kneeled in front of her. She slipped one foot out of the leg part of what was left of her yoga pants. After her other leg was freed, I stood up and kissed her again. “Can I as you a question, Sir?” “Of course, you. I hoped that she would remember me, because if she didn't I was wasting my time. I waited for Hanratty to sit down before I made my move.I removed my suit jacket and turned to hang it on the back of my chair and as I did I looked directly at Mrs. Buske."Carol Buske, right?" I said."Yes." I guess you don't remember me but..." Of course I remember you. I think everyone in town knows you and your wife, Carrie," she said."Well, everyone knows Carrie. I'm just the guy that she lets follow her.