.. Holy shit! She continues to rub her clit more and more, pausing between squirts of juice. She let's out the sexiest sound that is hard to describ...e. It was like a grunt and sigh at the same time. I'm blown away! I'm stunned! Not believing what I'm seeing, I freeze up unable to say a word. She, starts slapping her clit area as she comes down from her high as if to get out every last drop of cum. Rubbing it for all its worth. What a fucking sight. I'd never seen anything like that. I could hear Ajay stuttering something out as I turned the corner to the top floor. Our house is built so that if I sit in the guest bedroom across from my master and keep the lights off I can sit on the guest bed and watch everything occurring on my bed. Sarah was crawling across the bed trying to convince Ajay that I would be cool with it. She told him I even set this up as a present for him.After a little convincing, Sarah had Ajay’s dick out and was working it like she was dying of hunger.. Before she started the massage, she hugged me, pressing my erection into her stomach. If you read the description of the massage my daughter gave me the in my first story, you will have a description of the massage my wife gave me. I know that it is somehow wrong, but it was thrilling to feel her touch me, knowing that she was touching other men in the same way. When I kissed her nipples, they seemed to get harder than they ever had before. She gave me a really good massage and got me so. He was too deep into his own bliss. I shrieked and gripped him tighter to me. With a final, hard-thrust, he buried himself inside of me. He produced a sound from deep inside of him (near his loins, might I add) that sounded like a primitive growl. We both shuddered as he came inside of me. Spurt after spurt of the warm liquid filling me up real good. I gave one last thrust down before I started to kiss him again. This time more tenderly. I love you, dad, I whisper before drifting off to sleep.