I can feel my cheeks blushing red. She takes the puff out of my hands. She smiles at me playfully, "Let me help you, turn around and I'll get your ba...k," Turning around, I feel Heather rubbing my back and shoulders, moving the puff lower. I have to admit to myself it feels wonderful. I'm happy that she's here with me. I feel her cover both my cheeks with soap as she bends down to wash the backs of my legs. I'm breathing heavily now, and can feel my heart racing as her hands touch my body. I'm. Don’t even need to know names. Just physical contact. Your hands and body soothe and comfort me like no other, but perhaps, I could find the aggression I crave elsewhere.As a mistress, I know I should not feel guilt about sexual cravings. After all, you live with your wife, why shouldn’t I have someone else to keep as a constant when I can’t have you? I honestly don’t even think you would be jealous. Maybe internally you would struggle, but outwardly you would only show me the same calm cool. I was right on the edge too, as her excitement was as arousing as the feelings of her body clenching tightly around my manhood. Mother of God! she started clenching tighter and I knew both of our peaks were near. Thats the ship Im giving you! she screamed out. The Saint of Immaculate Conception, mother of our lord… she gasped and shuddered, Jesus Christ! I couldnt hold on either past the erotic vibrations and thrashing my lover was experiencing as I reamed her ass deep and hard. But I also. When I shot my load, spurt after spurt flew in every direction. Finally, breathless and spent, I relaxed back into the couch.My vision finally cleared enough to see Julia staring at my cock, mouth open and wide-eyed, her breasts draped in a sash of jizz. She bent over me, stuck out her tongue, and licked cum off the head of my still throbbing penis.“Wow, I’ve never seen a guy shoot like that.” She went to the bathroom and returned with two towels. While I wiped my thighs and belly, she did the.