Peter tried every trick in the book, thinking about someone ugly, or old, thinking about sports, but nothing would stomp his climax. Hearing his wife give the "OK" made him feel a bit at ease, though he really wished he was able to make her climax like Jim.  A few hard thrusts, and Peter grabbed under Eva's ass and held her in place as he exploded his seed inside her sloppy wet sex.  "Oh God...Ohh.....ummm......Fuck" he panted, slowly catching his breath and giving an awkward smile to his wife.<br/><br/>He took deep breaths, semi collapsed on top of his wife as he struggled to muster the energy to pull himself up off of her. When He did finally regain his composure, he pulled out, his limp cock smeared with her juices and cum. "Sorry" he said softly, apologetic and aware that she hadn't cum.