Shower sex

"Oh fuck!" Jackie gasped.

Craig plowed into her from behind strongly. The warm water of the shower caused the bathroom to fill with steam as they fucked. Jackie was bent at the waist and held onto the glass shower door as Craig’s hips thrust into her backside. He groaned loudly in satisfaction, loving the feeling of bottoming out in his wife’s hot, wet cunt. The shower water sprayed his back and over his shoulder to fall between them, adding to the loud slapping sounds.

"Fuck you feel so good." Craig grunted, wrapping his arms underneath and around Jackie. He massaged her large, wet tits hungrily.

His massaging of her breasts caused Jackie to stand more upright, and twisting her head back she passionately kissed him. She groaned into his mouth, relishing the feeling of being filled up by her husbands huge dick.

Craig felt his second orgasm of the morning approaching, "I’m gonna cum." He grunted.

Jackie groaned back as she felt a hot rope of cum fill her pussy. They stood panting together for some time while the recovered. Jackie felt a few dribbles of cum ooze out of her and down her leg as Craig pulled out his softening dick.

Craig noted how exhausted he felt. Two orgasms within the hour was far too much to handle for him now he was thirty-nine, he made a mental note to make some changes on the Master PC.

"Did you cum?" Craig breathed heavily.

"No, sorry. But it was amazing." Jackie panted, embracing him.

"Don’t be sorry! I should be sorry!" Craig laughed and kissed the top of his wife’s head.

They stood together lovingly in the shower for a long while, enjoying the feeling of the water.

"I’m really proud of you Jack." Craig broke the silence and looked his wife in the eye. "I mean the way you’ve started to take care of yourself and just generally…" He stumbled slightly. "Yeah just really proud."

Jackie’s eyes began to water. She went to say something in response but the words didn’t seem to come out so she just embraced him tightly again.

"Also I can’t believe how hot you are." He laughed lightly, pulling back to drink in the vision that was his wife.

Her perfect hourglass figure mixed with her beautiful skin and the water from the shower made him want to take her again right away. Even the tiny love handles, that she hadn’t quite lost yet, seemed perfect. But his body argued persuasively against another orgasm.

Dried and exhausted from his shower, Craig sat down at his laptop to talk to Jane. The month had passed and he had been thinking about how to use his three available changes.

“Can you give me more control over my own orgasm? I want to last longer.”

“I can give you full control!” Jane replied.

“No.” Craig responded, “Not full control, but just more than I have now.”

“Done.” His words blinked green.

“And can you give me like a shorter refectory period? Or just a higher libido I guess? Like I had when I was a teenager.” He added the last sentence laughing.

“I can do both! They require seperate changes though.”

“Okay do it.” His words blinked green.