I didn't let that affect what was otherwise a hot situation, and was able to stroke away as she hiked her thumb up in the air, indicating him to get o...f. He did so, as she pointed to the ground. My boss was now on his back, his pants off. His surprisingly large cock started to curl its way to hardness as she grabbed it, spat on it, and stroked it into quick rigidity. She had a condom on him before I could blink. She was squatting on him, her back to him, so that she was facing my way. I loved. I feel his head pressing into my hole as I push back. I am amazed at how easy he slides in. (much better and less painful from past experiences) We are fucking each other as we groan and he slaps my pantied covered ass. Charles always encouraging me to be open and go with it. We fuck for what seems to be hours again, and I am loving every minute. I can feel his balls slapping mine as we fuck. All the time his is telling me what a good slut I am and how great I look in his wife’s panties.. After a few moments of calming quiet, I cautiously opened the door again to see I if my imagination was playing tricks on me. Nope, there she was, in all her glory, holding the dildo. I started breathing again then began to really look at her. My daughter was about 5’2, but my wife and I agreed she was still growing. She weighed maybe 100 pounds and up till that moment I wasn’t too concerned how the weight was distributed. I looked her up and down, my eyes taking in the soft mounds of her. He knows that soon I will need to release. I will need to let go and let the orgasm he is working me towards out, but as soon as I have this thought he stops this movement. He pulls me by my hair up to my knees on the tub. He pushes me down a bit and watches me wiggle as he moves me in front of one of the jets. When he feels my body shudder a bit, he leans in towards me and I feel his lips by my ear, kisses the side of my head and tells me that I may not move from the jet. I am to let the water.