At first I tensed for a moment but as she started to massage my prostate and stroke my cock with the other hand I relaxed and let out a long deep moan...“You like what I do?” she asked.“Oh yeah, don’t stop. That feels fantastic!” I managed to reply.The prostate massage and hand job were working well together and I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm starting so I asked her to slow down a little so I could enjoy it more.“I have something that you like more” she whispered to me. I said okay as. Then the first full climax hit me and all thoughts of my husband disappeared.“Oh my Goddd!”James’ technique was good - unbelievably good. Once the orgasms had started, they came thick and fast, rippling through my trembling, trapped frame. Giving my helpless body no chance to recover; he timed the speed and depth of his thrusts to perfection; each new wave of orgasm washed over me before the previous one had finished, each new surge taking me higher than the last.Never in my life had I. He didn't want to come yet so he changed positions and took me doggy style. He fucked me in this position for what seemed like forever. I came again and heard him moan at the same time, and then I felt splashes all over my back and ass followed by his collapsing on me laughing and moaning. We talked about things in general for a while until he was ready to play again. I knew I only had a few hours, so another round was fine as long as I was home in time to clean up. I began giving him head till. She put her arms around my neck and said, ‘I loved you in high school. I made fun of you because I didn’t believe a simple, plain girl like me stood a chance with you. I’m nothing special. I didn’t go away to college. I didn’t go to college at all. I own one dress and it isn’t fancy…’ ‘You love me?’ ‘You love me?’ ‘Yes!’ We said in unison. Very slowly I moved my face to hers and our lips touched for the very first time. Her lips were warm, soft and the touch changed my life. I felt her chest.