Jenny slowly undid Joe's jeans and following his lead gently removed his jeans. He was bigger than she remembered. She could resist teasing him by sucking him through his boxers as she removed them with her mouth. Both now completely exposed, Jenny could see the lust in Joe's eyes. She was sure her eyes reflected the same emotion. It felt exceedingly good to be wanted despite the odd flaws age had given them both, or perhaps it was because of them. Maturity did grant a certain prestige. Joe slowly rose to his feet and drew Jenny up against him in a passionate hug. His fingers slowly explored every inch of her while holding her close. Jenny was getting wetter by the second, and she was enjoying the feeling of his rock hard member pushing against her, pulsing slightly as slid along her lips. "You can't be inside me, not yet. I am loyal to my husband." "But a shower is OK?" "I can do that, it's just a shower." Joe led her to the shower while holding her hand and bent to turn on the water. Impulsively Jenny grabbed him from behind and stroked him slowly. His pre-cum felt good on her hand as she jerked him gently, and Joe moaned with pleasure. Jenny let her hand drop as she and Joe climbed into the shower together. The warm water felt good. Joe massaged her head and worked his way down Jenny's body making sure she was completely soaked. He took a small amount of shampoo and began to wash Jenny's hair. He took great care massaging her scalp, making sure all the dirt of the day was washed away. Next he took the soap and slowly worked across her whole back, then gently caressing her arms as he washed. He slowly turned Jenny to face him. Working his way slowly he made lazy circles with the soap on her abdomen, purposefully moving up to her breasts. keeled "Turn around, place your hands on the wall and spread your legs. Pretend I'm arresting you." Joe complied. From behind him Jenny had complete access. Using soap she lathered his back side, and teased at touching his rod and balls but never actually doing so. She could see his precum dripping, and she dared to take some on her finger. She tasted him making sure Joe saw what she was about, and laughed at his look of mock pain. Using the soap, she ran her hand over his anus several times from the small of his back to his balls. Just as he was starting to moan she reached around and grabbed his cock and held it, and Joe's entire body stiffened with pleasure. Jenny took her index finger and gently slid it under Joe’s foreskin, and using his precum as lube made slow, deliberate circles around his head. At the same time she began playing with her own clit. "Fuck my hand!" Joe didn't need to be told twice. Joe slowly began thrusting his rock hard cock into Jenny's hand, moaning while he did. Jenny moaned with him, cumming once again, but not stopping. Jenny turned Joe around to face her, and she grabbed the shower head off the wall. Kneeling, she placed the shower head between her legs and worked her clit with the pulsating water, she had barely enough control left to strike Joe at the same time. "I want you to cum now Joe, cum on my tits!" Jenny was cumming again while stroking Joe vigorously while Joe looked into her eyes. She could feel Joe pulsate in her hand, she squeezed harder and moaned with pleasure as he burst his hot load all over her breasts. His warm cum felt blissful while running down her chest and over her pulsating pussy. They were both completely spent. Joe help her rinse off and helped her out of the shower, her legs were still shaky. They were both still pulsating. After getting dressed, Joe drove Jenny back to the coffee shop. Jenny went home. After she had supper she practically pounced on her husband. She didn't make love to him, but fucked him hard. Jenny rode him until the end, and when he was ready she begged him to cum in her pussy. She needed to feel a hot sticky load inside her, and when they both came she collapsed in exhaustion and played with his cum as it trickled out of her. It wasn't her husband she had fucked so passionately though. She had been picturing another, remembering his hands on her, his member in her hand. His smell, his taste. She knew that she couldn't hold back next time, she'd had a taste and wanted more.
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