Grabbing a towel I head to the shower room which consists of several decently sized shower stalls with curtains. I turn on the shower and wait a few s...econds for the water to be a nice hot temperature which I can handle. I dispense some soap into my hands from the dispenser on the stall wall and begin washing myself. I've got my back to the curtain as I'm rubbing both of my ass cheeks with soap when suddenly I feel both of my wrists being grasped, tightly! Before I can even say anything, still. All four obediently followed my directions, oblivious to the gathering audience. Their concentration centred upon my commands and their instant obedience, all whilst maintaining their balance and posture.By the time I rested them, allowing each to sip cool water from an offered glass, the audience had swelled, and '7' became aware of them for the first time. Before she could become distracted the break was over and all four were soon running in a wide circle, all aware of their growing arousal,. “Dad,” Erin taking my hands and looking me in the eye, ”MJ and I are worried about you, seriously worried. Ever since mom died you have not been able to get back to life. Sure, you work here at home and Skype with us most every week so we stay close. But Dad, you are only 39 and too young to sit here and do that for the next 30 years. And at this rate maybe not that long.”“What are you talking about? This is what I do. I worked hard when I was younger and can work from home. I can. Slap, slap, slap, "Ohhhh, ahhhhh, OOohhhhh mmmmyyyy gggaaaawwwwwwd!" I thrust one last time into her quivering hole and tickled her cervix. My dick didn't just twitch, it jumped and spurted its hot spunk deep inside her. Jump after jump after jump, slowing down to twitch after twitch. Ten, eleven, twelve spurts and I was drained. I had never cum so hard or so much before but I had never seen my wife so sexy before. I only lasted as long as I did by thinking of those men at the bar. Imagining.