I spent about ten minutes doing this and, when I emerged, they were still at it, the only change being that Melanie's face was now turned towards the ...all. Jake was still driving in and out of her pussy in a workman-like manner and Melanie was enjoying it. I propped myself in the doorway and watched the show for about ten minutes, enjoying the sight of my wife being a total slut as she rode Jake's cock on her knees. The sight of his cock driving in and out of her pussy with her high heels. I had a perfect unobstructed view of her pussy. How is it going? Donna innocently asked. So far, so good, I replied. Cool, Donna replied. I guess I will finish my shower after it is fixed. I apologized. I had forgotten that she was taking a shower. Donna leaned sideways and eased into a stationary position on her butt. Her blonde hair was wet and dripped on to her soft and tanned shoulders. The towel was wrapped tightly around her and tucked securely between her breasts. I slipped the newer. ‘You have water?’ ‘Well, not for long, by the look on your face,’ Norma said, waving a hand dismissively. ‘Leave your coat down here and I’ll get Ian here to tend to it. There are towels in the linen closet by the bathroom door—last door on the left.’ The teenager, Ian, held out his hands expectantly for her coat, which was covered in fur and blood and who knew what else. She shrugged it off her shoulders, bundled it up, and handed it to him, keeping her eyes averted—he had that same look on. I dug my fingers deep into her hair and massaged her scalp. I swear I thought I heard her purring.I had to chuckle. Here we were, this giantess and I, in the middle of the stream, buck naked and I was shampooing her hair. She had her eyes closed and was enjoying every minute of it. I had her rinse once more and then told her she could open her eyes again. I happen to be standing right in front of her when that happened. My position put my erection almost straight in front of her head. She.