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She was breathing deeply into her husband's ear as he began feeling her up. He was rubbing the soap all over Emily's tits now. Her nipples had grown hard like ice picks under his palms. His hands moved downward over her stomach. She was gasping in his ear as his fingers began running through her pussy hair. She was moving her hips so that his cock rubbed up and down against her ass.
Just before his hands reached her pussy, Brian stepped away so his wife began to fall backwards. Emily out a squeal of surprise as he caught her and moved her backwards so she was leaning against the wall of the shower stall. She could feel how hard his cock was against the side of her hip and couldn't wait to get it inside her. His hand was rubbing between her legs, causing her to gasp audibly. Emily bit her lower lip as she felt his fingers push past her pussy lips and into her.
He started with two fingers for a moment, moving them in and out of her. Each time he did this he pushed a little deeper into her. He then added a third finger. Emily's mouth was hanging open and her breasts heaved as her husband fingered her. Her hips had started to instinctively thrust forward to push his fingers deeper into her. She began to let out a high-pitched squeal that she always gives right before she climaxes. Her entire body began to shudder and Brian wrapped his other arm around her and pulled her into him to ensure she didn't fall.
He pulled away from his wife and she immediately stepped forward, turned around and bent over. She wriggled her hips at her husband has he stepped behind her and lined up his cock. He entered his wife slowly, enjoying her moan of delight as she took her husband's cock into her. Emily looked back at him and gave him that glowing smile that a wife reserves just for her husband. He started thrusting slowly, enjoying how tight his wife's pussy felt. Emily let out a moan of frustration, as she wanted him to fuck her hard. She could feel her tits bounce around with each thrust. Brian ran his hands up and down his wife's back. He started running them over her ass and spanked her a couple of times. Emily was still groaning in frustration over him not fucking her faster.
"Pound it in, baby," she moaned.
Brian began to make his thrusts firmer but at the same slow pace. The bathroom filled with the sound of his hips hitting her ass with each one. This just made Emily more frustrated and she let him know with a long, exasperated moan. Emily didn't want him to make love to her gently. She wanted him to screw her and make her his bitch. Even more frustrating was that she knew he knew this. He was just teasing her.
"Make me your slut, baby," she begged.
He showed no sign of having heard her. In fact, the pace of his thrusting seemed to slow slightly. Emily couldn't stand it anymore so she shouted, "FUCK YOUR BITCH OR I'M GETTING OUT OF HERE!"
That threat did the trick. He started fucking her with all he had. Emily was panting uncontrollably. Her tits were bouncing all over as her husband fucks her like an animal. He had one hand gripping her hair while the other reached around to squeeze one of her tits. He loved feeling her up when he was about to cum into her. This thought pushed Emily over the edge and she moaned loudly as her orgasm hit. He let go of her hair and instead wrapped his arm around her waist to hold her close. Emily felt him tense up and knew that he was cumming.
For over a minute he held her as he gave her his seed. Emily just stood there in the shower and panted with her mouth hanging open as she took it. His grip on her relaxed as he finished. She remained bent over as he pulled out and looked back at him with that glowing smile he liked ever since he popped her cherry back in college. He leaned against the wall as she stood up.
"Thanks baby," she cooed as she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply, "That was incredible."
He smiled at her when she broke off.