Zach's body seemed to vibrate with his pent up sexual need. Without realizing it, his sweat covered frame was writhing and wriggling in the most eroti... fashion, his muscular back tensing with the anticipation of each blow, and he raised up on his toes, moaning desperately with the need to orgasm.Finally the blows teasing his tight teen body stopped and he almost begged for the Man to continue. Front and back his sizzling flesh burned with a fiery glow. Dripping with perspiration, and more alive. He didn’t say a word, he just ran his hands down my back, onto my ass and then followed my cheeks down till they end. Had I known this would be the only time he tried to touch me I would have been more vocal about it! I ask him to show me what he has in his pants. He is a deer caught in the headlights but manages to get his button undone, fly unzipped, and his pants low enough to show me what he had… It wasn’t anything to write home about but at least it wasn’t ugly. I smile at him and tell him. As my sensitivity became more and more intense, it felt as if my head was about to burst and I knew that the time was now right. Although I barely felt in charge of my arm and hand and fingers anymore, I started to rub much more firmly and quickly around the whole area surrounding my clit. The effect was immediate and the pleasure almost unbearable as, gasping for breath, I reached the peak of my emotion and tumbled uncontrollably down the other side. I emitted a passionate and uncontainable. After 16 years of OK sex with neither of us sharing our deepest fantasies, something was bound to happen.What I know now is both of us are perverts. For the 1st 16 years of our marriage, we would both be searching porn behind each others backs. I would be hiding porn magazines, fantasizing about all kinds of stuff while jerking off any chance I could. In the shower, car, work bathroom. If I thought I could get away with it, I would. And a lot of my fantasize included my beautiful wife.I would.