"How did you get it all the way over there?!" Gina exclaimed as she hung her head off the edge of the bed, looking towards the window. "Look! It's dripping down the window, babe!"
James laughed as he straddled Gina's midsection. He rested his cock across her belly as he stroked it slowly, squeezing out the last remnants of his orgasm.
"It's in my hair, isn't it?" Gina said as she delicately felt her black curly hair which was spread out on the bed. Thick globs of cum had found their way there, creating a sticky mess. "James! Now I have to shower!"
"Sorry! Comes with the territory!" James joked as he playfully slapped his penis against Gina's tight, cum-covered stomach.
"Oh, it comes alright!" she joked while taking hold of his cock in her hand.
She sensually stroked it while James watched with his hands on his hips. She sighed audibly with it in her hand. "Such a pretty penis," she commented as she admired it. "But you cum too much. Way too much."
"It's cleaner if I cum inside. I told you! You're the one who doesn't want more kids!"
Gina eyeballed him. "Honey, we're forty-five. I don't want any mistakes. I can still get pregnant ya know!"
James looked skeptical, but shrugged. "Cumshots are fun too!" Gina giggled as she continued playing with his half-hard erection.
"So you think they met him yet?" James said as Gina continued to fondle him.
"Who, Ray? They had to have. He was on Greeter duty that day, I think."
"No, like...
really
met him."
Gina nodded. "I'm sure they did. He's not shy about showing off, especially to new couples."
"Only a matter of time until she caves, wouldn't you say?" James hinted.
"Honey, just because we like to share doesn't mean all couples are like that..."
James smirked. "Not Rebecca. She's into some wild shit. You can just tell. She's not all that innocent."
Gina casually rang her fingers up and down James' hardening shaft as she conversed. "You could be wrong, you know. I wouldn't make any assumptions. You may get yourself in trouble. Let them explore the beach and the community on their own. They only just started going."
"She'll cave. When she sees that thing, she'll cave."
Gina rolled her eyes. "You know James, not every woman is obsessed with big dicks like you think."
"Oh yeah? You sure seem to be," James winked as Gina started laughing. "Look at you. You're covered in cum and still wanting more."
Gina gleamed as she shrugged. "What can I say? I love this thing."
Gina continued to stroke his cock and play with his balls. James didn't object, instead watching proudly as she brought him back to another firm erection.
"Babe! You're getting hard again!"
"Round 2?" James asked eager to have sex again.
"Are you kidding me? My poor vagina needs to rest. You always stretch me out with this thing."
"I do?! Oh but Ray is just fine, no problem there," James teased her.
"That's different. Ray's like a special treat to indulge in once and a while. This thing here? This is my permanent toy." She continued to smile at James' cock as she played with it.
After a brief pause, Gina looked up. "Don't cum in my hair again and I'll jerk you off."
"Deal."
Gina stroked him using both hands, running them up and down James' long and hard shaft. He was about eight and a half inches from base to tip and six inches around. At its fattest point, Gina couldn't quite get her fingers all the way around. James loved watching her hands manipulate his penis. After twenty years of being married, he never grew tired of watching her sexy, slim fingers work their magic. Not to mention her seemingly unending fascination with his size.
Fifteen minutes passed. Having just cum, it was taking an exceptionally long time for James to have another orgasm. Gina's arms grew tired as she jokingly asked if he could please get it over with some time soon.
"You may have to use your mouth a bit, babe."
"Oh do I now?" she laughed as she slid up on the bed and enveloped his bloated cock head in her mouth. Gina didn't give him head often these days, but when she did, she could normally only fit his head and about an inch of his shaft. The rest would be up to her hands still.
This was doing the trick. Her warm mouth was wet and inviting. Pleasurable sensations jolted throughout his body. He moaned as he felt his next orgasm building. He watched his beautiful wife suck his cock head and stroke his shaft at a feverish pace. He suddenly arched his back and curled his toes. "Cumming!"
Gina didn't release his cock, instead pausing to let the warm cum rush into her mouth. Fresh, hot blasts splashed against the back of her mouth as James grunted loudly. He placed his hand below hers as they both stroked his cum into her mouth.
His volume was not nearly as much as a moment ago, but also not an insignificant amount. After a few final bursts, Gina slowly removed his penis from her mouth. She began to swallow it.
"Wait!" protested James. He then opened his mouth and said "Ahhh," to which Gina copied him, showing the thick and creamy load pooled in her mouth. Satisfied, James nodded and sat back. Gina then swallowed it all in one gulp.
"Taste good?"
"Same as it has for twenty years, honey. Salty."
They both laughed as James stood up and walked away. "What's the plan today?" he called out from the bathroom.
"You need to paint the shutters. I need to shop online." Gina said as she used a towel to wipe James' previous load from her stomach.
James leaned out the bathroom door. "You know what? I think I'll just leave my jizz right there on the window. It's a good look."
He got out of the way just in time as Gina flung the cum-soaked towel in his direction.
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Over the next week or so, Rebecca and Lance mainly kept their distance. Lance locked himself in his office and focused on work, while Rebecca mostly did the same. They passed each other while helping get the kids out the door or into bed at night, but mostly remained detached.
It was obvious something was a little off. Their sexual chemistry had no doubt hit a snag. They both sensed this wasn't anything new, but many years of unfulfilling sex. Despite their best efforts in the bedroom to keep things spicy, nothing had worked. Specifically with Rebecca. She was simply not being satisfied.
On Friday morning, Lance and Rebecca met in the kitchen as they both refilled their coffee. He silently poured her a cup before pouring himself a refill.
