‘Holy crap that was incredible,’ Paula told herself as she slowly regained the ability to think. Her next realization was that her husband had fallen asleep on top of her again, so he must have enjoyed it too. When she went to position herself so she could get enough leverage to roll her husband slowly off to the side as usual, she finally fully integrated back to reality. Usually she would push one shoulder while extending a leg out on the same side in order to apply enough leverage to get him to half consciously acquiesce and roll, otherwise she’d remain pinned to the bed. Now instead of struggling to push his shoulder, she hugged his head into her enormous boobs with one hand while encircling his butt tightly with her other arm as she effortlessly rolled both of them over, being careful to support her own weight with her arms after Jack was on the bottom.
Raising herself slowly and quietly to a straddling position on Jack, she had to mash her breasts with her hands in order to look down at his happily sleeping face. Trying not to giggle, Paula slowly disengaged from her husband’s flaccid but still enormous cock.
Closing the bathroom door, turning on the vent fan, and running the shower at full blast, Paula hoped her moans of pleasure would be sufficiently masked as she soaped up and fondled herself in the shower. She was so sexually hyped up, a simple shower was proving to be a challenge. It was bad enough that her own touch was revving her up, but thinking about her husband waking to discover he was now somewhere south of three feet tall had her imagining and acting out the tease she wanted so much to perform. The rest of her shower was lost to trying not to collapse or scream too loud.
