I watched as they fucked like that for some time. Even at that view, all that I could see was her legs and his back, but I watched anyway hoping that ...hey would change angles or something. Then he went tense and her legs shook as they came together. A few moments later, he got up and went into the other room and she rolled over to her side. From what I could tell, it looked like she had a Kleenex and was cleaning herself up. When she was done, she got up and put on a pair of sweats and left the. All the while he continued to slowly fuck me through my orgasm.Once he could see that I had control of my body again, he spoke in a low growl.“Put your hands back on the wall, Melanie.”While complying with his order, I felt him increase the pace. The water continued to cascade over us, which made a slapping sound as our bodies made contact with each hard, powerful thrust.He was aggressively pounding me now, which felt incredible. My knees started to go weak and I found it difficult to remain in. Then tara introduced me to reema and we shook hands and exchanged smiles. Reema was like a model herself, she must be 5’8 tall and she must be perfect 36-28-26 kinda figure. She wore a skirt which was just till her knee and a top which revealed her boobs and traces of her tits too. She offered us drinks and then we were off to get ready.I wore a cordray pant and a matching t shirt. As i came our of the room surprised to see tara ready and was chatting with reema. Tara was wearing a black color. And what did he mean by the 'wrong crowd' anyway?By the next morning I had it out of my mind and in time I would have forgotten completely about it if it hadn't been for a power outage. One night, halfway through my shift, we lost power and after waiting almost forty-five minutes to see if it would come back on the company sent us home. I pulled my car into the garage, parked it next to Barb's car and as the automatic garage door opener was closing the door I thought that thanks to the power.