Jenna

Thoughts of your lovely wife come naturally to mind, as you only need to replay your memories of the previous night to find ample material. You had watched the sunset on the back deck, overlooking the pool until the chill of night had moved you inside. With Jared and Tara holed up in his room, Zoe had enticed the two of you into drinking games. Jenna loved playing drinking games with Zoe, and after Zoe had stumbled half drunk towards Jared's room, presumably to smoke up with Tara and him. Jenna had been frisky enough to whip out your cock right there in the family room. She was as skilled a cocksucker as you have ever known.
She had dropped her panties during an earlier round of the game, so she simply plopped straight down on you rock hard cock without needing to take of her skirt, and after a few minutes of riding, she had dragged you upstairs to your bedroom for more. Unfortunately, as often with ever increasing frequency these days, the combination of **** and your frequent porn sessions left you unable to cum, though she had several times. You took pride in your skill at eating pussy, and never had a complaint from Jenna over that.
Damn, you look down as your cock remains in a semi-hard state. Why did you have to remember not being able to finish? That's not helping. You try to remember the last time Jenna gave up her delicious asshole to you, begged you for it really. Had it really been Valentine's Day? Usually she was pretty hesitant about letting you knock on the back door. She always said you were a little too thick for comfort, though every time she gave it up, she always came buckets once you had gotten into a comfortable rhythm. That particular night, she had practically **** herself down onto your cock, and her screams of "Fuck my ass! Fuck your naughty girl's ass!" had made you glad of your empty house at the time.

The foggy memory is enough to keep you going, but the shower is dragging on too long now, and you aren't getting there fast enough. You stick it out a few more seconds until....