We all dozed for an hour or so before it was time to get ready for our dinner. In between showers we partly filled the spa bath in preparation for our... return that evening. Dinner together was excellent and fun. We were liked excited school k**s, even more so when we returned to our suite later that evening. As we hung our clothes we completed filling and warming the spa. The four of us crowded the bath. Bubbles went everywhere. But the closeness of our four naked bodies electrified the air with. We had plenty of money, he told me, and said that spending my time nurturing the kids was more important than extra cash. So, my life just limped along until the fateful morning when I made the discovery, the smoking gun, the reason why my husband had lost interest in sex. Rick returned home from a business trip late on a Thursday night. I hate doing laundry, but I’ve compromised with myself and make Friday my once-a-week laundry morning. After he went to work, I decided that as long as I was. “She’s such a slut, did you see how she licked my wet pussy.”Ardvanteum nodded and grunted at her. He was weakening, losing his stamina. It was Maxine’s last words that pushed him over the edge.“Make her pregnant, seed her.”Ardvanteum grunted and came inside Justine with an almighty roar. His semen pushed inside while keeping his cock all the way in. He panted, his shoulders weakened and his arms unable to keep him upright. Maxine held him around the waist.“Seed her. Give it all to. Never, ever, had he seen anything like that in real life! Oh, he had paid for it on the Internet, when Amanda was up stairs safely asleep, but to see it for real! His cock was so close to coming and it strained itself in the confines of his boxer shorts. Then a stream of horrifying thoughts kept his come back in his swollen testicles, "Is that what they do here", "Is that what Amanda came here for", "Could this be why she hadn't phoned?" His rampant erection shrunk instantly away to nothing, he.