Agree.

Having denied yourself from cumming, you agreed without hesitation.

"Mm... Good... Wait here." She instructed as she stood up, still very naked. She picked up her bag and headed into the bathroom. You did as you were told and remained seated on the bed, albeit feeling uncomfortable infront of the window. Soon you heard Emily call out.

"Hun, come in." She ordered.

You sprung up off the bed and hurried to the door, excitement in your chest and loins. You could hear the shower as you pushed open the door, and sure enough the steam filled room momentarily fogged your vision. You spotted Emily in the dark tiled shower. She was swaying in a hypnotic rhythm, her back towards you, and you soon saw why. Beneath her was a shower stool, which she had mounted 'Dennis' upon and was bouncing slowly on him, the length of the fake cock sliding in her snatch.

"Mm... Honey... You already know Dennis..." She moaned as she spoke.

"But meet his friends... Andrew and Jackson." She moaned again as she shivered from the pleasure the mounted dildo gave her.

You spotted 'Andrew and Jackson' mounted on the dark shower tiles, face height for Emily. She gagged on one of the dildos and gave a muffled moan as you began to jerk yourself. Your eyes were glued to her firm, round ass... The folds of her slit hungrily gobbling the silicone cock as she bounced her rear onto it.

"Do you like this hun? Mmm, these guys fuck me at our house too while you're at work..." She gasped as she began to toy with her clit.

"Yeah...? Where...?" You asked in between ragged breaths.

"In our bed... the loungeroom... bathroom... Mm... They don't care that we're engaged... They'll keep fucking me even when we're married... Even on our wedding night.... mmh..!" She whimpered and moaned as she replied.

She repositioned so that she was facing towards you then grasped onto the wall-mounted dildos, jerking them off while still fucking Dennis.

"Mm... You love this, don't you...? Watching your slut girlfriend... You wish they were real don't you..." She teased in a husky tone.

"..yeah..." You admitted, but weren't sure whether you actually meant that or not. You were likely just feeling caught up in the moment.

"Mh... I know you do... Real men fucking me while you watch and jerk off... You'd love that, huh...." She continued to tease in a high, whimpering voice.

"Yeah..." Again, you agreed.

"You wouldn't be able to stop them, either... You'd have to watch them cum...! Fuck..!" She moaned and shivered as she squatted heavily on the fake cock, her fingers furiously rubbing her clit. You groaned too as you felt your family jewels tighten and a wave of pleasure causing you to cum. You stumbled forward slightly, weak at the knees, as you shot hot spurts of cum towards Emily, barely managing to land on her feet.

"Fuck... Honey... Mm..." She moaned softly, her chest heaving.

"I know uh... I'll get you a towel..." You said as you awkwardly walked to the other side of the room, collecting a towel for Emily. She smiled slyly at you as she took it. It made you feel a little uneasy.

The rest of the evening was spent relaxing in the room. You made sure close the curtains when Emily wasn't in the room, thinking that the guys may return and the closed curtain was a substantial defense... or maybe you didn't want Emily to see them and get any ideas.

You had dinner from room service and then went to bed.