I peaked into the bathroom and watched my wife and Chris kissing each other while the warm water poured over each of their bodies. A few minutes later... a heard my wife cry out again as I again looked into the bathroom. My wife had her hands plastered to the shower wall as her ass was pushed back towards Chris’s body. Chris had his big cock lodged inside my wife pussy again as he began to fuck her in the shower from behind. I watched as my wife’s tits shook violently as Chris fucked her very. I move over to the other seat next to her and take her swelling tits out of her bra. I cup them in my hands as I glance down her belly, watching your tongue become more insistent licking her folds, clit and slit.My wet mouth and tongue take her nipple, lick and suck it, drawing the nipple into my mouth using my teeth to scrape the skin as she shivers and arches her back to your tongue moaning louder, enjoying the feelings. I spread my legs for easy access as you run your hand up my leg to my. Beads of sweat roll down my breasts, and my chin is sticky. I can taste Becky in my mouth. I expect it to be stronger than before, but the taste is faded. It’s less sweet and less addictive. She doesn’t taste terribly different from June. “Oh, God,” I say and run my hand through my hair. On the desk is a box of tissues, and I take one and wipe my chin. “Did I prove my point?” asks Reyna. “Your point?” I ask. “Don’t play stupid, little Sarah. You have much in common with my sluts, but stupid is. As we move as one in rhythm with the music. I had lost my focus on every thing but her. Our eyes were locked onto one another as we could read what each of us were thinking. She then turned and slammed her ass into my crotch arching her back and grabbing the back of my neck as she moved up and down against me. My cock was now rock hard and she felt it as I pressed it against her.She reached back and rubbed my throbbing cock through my slacks with the palm of her hand. I slightly arched my.