Orgasm number four started as he called out stroke, "Forty!" This time, instead of stopping, he increased the pace. The tears were flowing freely, but...my yelps of pain had turned into guttural grunting and moaning. The orgasm refused to peak and kept building higher and higher. By fifty, my back and head were arched up toward the ceiling. Later he told me that my legs were also completely off the couch and I had bent myself into a backwards bow.Finally, at fifty-five, I crested and Nest ceased. And I join you in the showerWe wash each other the feeling of smooth skin, water and soap is arousing as we wash each in silence we both get aroused. We rinse and dry each other off and put on robes we lay down on the bed, I untie you robe and open it.. you just lay there in silence looking up at the ceilingI pull out the massaging oil and begin gently massaging you moan as the massage releases tension you feel relaxed you feel the blood moving down there you open yourself up to me your. "You really don't know me, Lauren. If you did, you might not want to know any more." That's ridiculous," I replied.She was silent for a few moments, then I stole a quick look. It seemed as though she might cry."Why, do you want to know me anyway, Lauren? Seriously." Bridget, Sweetie ... I just don't know how else to explain it to you. I just, like you. I've known you for months now. Maybe I don't know everything about you. But I know a fair amount, I think. I just do. You're special, Honey.. "And he's drooling. Maybe we should get him a bib?" Andrea giggled at that.I was feeling uncomfortable and thought I should be participating, the safest way, of course, was to cup Katie's tit from the side. She reached across her chest and lightly slapped my hand away."Don't get grabby, Mr Sex Fiend Man! This is we girls' party."She immediately went back to lightly caressing my cock head, checking once in a while for new slicky-fluid to play with.On the screen, the housewife's resistance was.