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He played with them for couple a long time, and my wife loved it. She felt completely enveloped as her lover touched her all over while his erection was totally immersed in her vagina, the warm falling water adding to the feel of a sexy cocoon. Jansen slide his hands down the sides of her trunk, latching tightly onto Amanda’s hips. His powerful hands secured her in place, and he began pounding into her even harder. Feeling his efforts renewed, Amanda flexed her arms against the tiled wall and pushed back, too. Their bodies met in a violent collision, and Jansen’s long, thick shaft pierced her pussy as deeply as anyone ever had. She screamed again, proud of the fact that he had cried out, too. Amanda swiveled her head back to look at him. “Spank me.” Jansen was enjoying himself so much that he wasn’t sure if he had heard her correctly. “Wh….what?” His hips started to slow down. “I said, spank me! Right now… while you make love to me.” Jansen began slapping her ass, somewhat timidly at first. Amanda yelped with each strike and urged him on. He gradually spanked her harder and harder as he started fucking her faster once more. The sound of skin against skin seemed magnified by the water running on their bodies. “Oh god…” Amanda convulsed and her legs nearly collapsed onto themselves as her orgasm erupted. She squealed in ecstasy, the exquisite sensation of her hips suddenly dropping threatening to overwhelm her. Jansen hooked his arms around her waist to keep her propped up as he continued to take her from behind. His own climax soon followed. Jansen withdrew his member from my wife’s pussy, and growled as he stroked himself all over her ass and backside. Despite the warm water splashing on her body, Amanda could still feel large globs of hot cum splattering on her skin. At the same time, Jansen looked down as he continued to rain his spunk on my wife, feeling an odd sense of satisfaction as the shower cleansed my wife as quickly as he made a mess on her. But a sly smiled creased his lips. Gently guiding Amanda into a standing position, he pumped a nearby soap dispenser on the wall to fill his hand. As my wife looked back at at him with an affectionate, exhausted, and curious expression, he began applying the liquid indian soap all over her backside, coolly cleansing his semen off her ass. Then he turned her around to face him, and started soaping down the rest of her body, beginning with her neck and shoulders and then quickly moving onto her breasts as he stared lecherously at them. Jansen always spent a great deal of time on her chest, Amanda noticed. But she loved the way his hands felt there, and everywhere else on amateur her skin, for that matter. As if on cue, the tall man began rubbing soap on the rest of her body. “My turn.” Amanda pumped some soap into her hands and immediately began to stroke her lover’s cock. She was forever amazed at his size and girth, and equally shocked at how quickly he became hard again. “Mmm…do like that?” Jansen couldn’t respond, he was too busy begging my wife not to stop. She had no problems complying, masturbating the big man until cum was erupting from his cockhead once again. He gently opened her legs, ran his lips very softly over the skin of her belly, inner thighs, indian her opening pussy lips and finally her clitoris. In the afternoon Alistair called her into his office again. “How was work?” "Oh Jesus, Jesus, no, no," Calvin implored, falling into Ruslan nodded, he too had no choice at the moment though, he hoped that the situation changed soon. "I'll bet you are going to pull down my pants . . . They were still together and blissfully happy, or so she had been told. "You mean I need to swallow your...um..." A reception couple desk was set up at the entrance to the room were given a boxed set of chocolates as a gift for the evening amateur and got signed in as an attendee. I followed him and watched as he unlocked a small door and opened it.