Watch Sara cum

With my hand slowly stroking up and down my rod, I focus on listening to Sara as she is obviously approaching a climax, her hand is moving faster and little grunts begin to escape her open mouth. She cums with a cute little grunt and a squeal.

I lay quietly in the bed next to my sleeping wife hand still on my cock which is pointing straight up under the covers. In the quiet, I hear Sara's breathing go from the fast and heavy post-orgasmic pant to a barely audible breath of wind. I begin to get drowsy from the quiet and my own post-orgasmic bliss. Slowly she raises the phone back up to her ear. She begins to whisper again, but now much quieter I can barely make out what she's saying. I think, or imagine, that Sara says "they watched... maybe... still hard."