Her orgasm is so intense. I watch as she spasms against the wall, barely able to hold herself up. Transfixed by the beautifully decadent sight of my w...fe, my whole world disappears. I can’t even tell you what’s going through my mind. It’s as if somebody just pulled the plug and everything in me stops working. I’m not even sure I’m breathing right now.“You see, babe, that’s what’s supposed to happen when a man takes care of his wife,” she says breathlessly, half collapsed against the wall.Then. " His voice quivered."Grab my hips and grind." She said.Jacob thrust his penis in as far as it would go and held it there. Gripping onto Michelle's hips he began to stir her bowels with his spoon. He could feel something fleshy dragging across his purple mushroom. He didn't know what it was. He didn't care. It felt amazing!SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! After his cum settled he began to fuck his mom's ass again. He watched Michelle's tits as they hung from her chest, swinging. There was a soap dispenser on the wall, and they put gobs of it on their hands and started to rub her all over, special emphasis on her boobs, ass and pussy!Their cocks were all hard, and she could feel them poking her as they continued to soap her from all directions. Jared was behind her, and his huge penis was sliding between her legs as he lathered her back. She reached down and pulled it up, so she could feel it on her pussy as he continued to move back and forth.After a while they turned. “You and my other boyfriend get with me about as often currently. I don’t keep a journal but maybe we can do some mental math. Rough guess is I’ve sex with 50 to 60 different men in fifteen years. I get laid at least 300 times a year including extra for those days when there are doubles like today. That gives an estimate of 4500 events without factoring multiple copulations and ejaculations per event which happens maybe twenty percent of the time. Wow, I’d never figured that before! I doubt.