I said, “Yes, of course, it was good, you can have more if you want!” She whispered back, “I loved it so much, will you help me have another one...” I said, “We can have one together, we can watch each other!” I asked her to go back to her end of the tub and lie up against the wall, reach down for the flush-mounted jet on the floor of the tub, pull the head up, and position it so the stream is where she wants it. I did the same on my end of the tub. Her face was absolutely angelic, beautiful, an. I replied it feels fucking great. He pulled my hips to him with his muscular grip as he thrust hard into me. It was the best feeling ever I layed my chest towards the ground presenting my ass which was now being fucked hard. I was encouraging him now with groans of pleasure regularly saying 'ooh fuck me. It feels so good'. I was holding my hard cock tight. Not wanking myself otherwise I would of cum too easily. He started thrusting faster and harder and I could tell he was ready. As he came I. Whatever was said next, I don't have a clue. I could hear lots of voices talking but couldn't make out what they were saying. I was focused on Sarah's hand slowly sliding up and down her juice glass. Occasionally she would slide a finger or her thumb around the rim, circling it. I imagined her hand around my cock again as I became lost in watching her.She glanced my way and saw I was mesmerized by what she was doing. She smiled."Michael, Michael, is that okay with you?" my wife asked as she. A moment later he thrust hard into me once, twice, three times, driving me bodily up the bed with each powerful surge of his legs until with a coarse grunt his tension broke and I felt the unmistakeable and wonderfully life-affirming feeling of a man ejaculating inside me. I don’t know how long Paul took to empty his body into mine but it felt like half my life. Eventually the core of his passion was spent and his body went still. I could hear him panting and feel the dying pulsing and.