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How to use your Genie

... closed as pleasure began to pool again, so soon after the previous climax. I could hear Jeanie's moans harmonizing with my own, both of us teetering on the edge. As the pressure built, I could feel another orgasm rapidly approaching, more intense than before.

"Oh, John," Jeanie gasped, her voice strained.

With one last coordinated movement of his fingers, both Jeanie and I were pushed over the edge, our voices mingling as waves of pleasure crashed over us. The intensity of the climax left me breathless and trembling, the balls inside me feeling even more pronounced with every aftershock.

Once our breathing began to return to normal, John started to undo our bounds, releasing us from our restrained positions. My limbs felt heavy, tingling from the rush of blood returning to them. Jeanie, too, seemed to be coming back to herself, her gaze meeting mine with a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction.

"How about a nice soak?" John suggested, his voice much gentler now. He reached out, taking one hand from each of us. "You both deserve some relaxation."

With surprising tenderness, he led us through the vast room and onto the patio. The night air was refreshingly cool against my skin, the stark contrast making me shiver. But soon enough, we were descending into the warmth of a bubbling hot tub.

The warm water enveloped us, soothing away the tension in our muscles. The three of us settled into the tub, the jet streams massaging our bodies. John was situated between us, ...

... an arm draped around each of our shoulders.

The previous intensity of the evening seemed to drift away with the steam rising from the water. We sat in comfortable silence for a few moments, simply enjoying the therapeutic warmth of the tub and the tranquility of the night.

It was a strange juxtaposition, the serenity of the moment contrasted with the intense passion from earlier. But it was also oddly fitting, as if the night was giving us a chance to recover and reconnect before it ended.

The warm embrace of the bubbling water was a comforting cocoon, a sharp contrast to the intense and vivid experiences from earlier. The jets massaged the aching muscles and soothed some of the soreness that had taken over my body. The darkness of the night, the twinkling stars overhead, and the ambient noise of the water made for a surreal atmosphere.

John reclined on the opposite side of the tub, the ambient lighting casting a gentle glow on his face, highlighting the contemplative look in his eyes. He watched us both, letting the moment stretch before finally breaking the silence.

"Jeanie," he began, his voice taking on a soft but commanding tone, "help Emily with the balls."

Jeanie met his gaze for a moment, acknowledging the request with a slight nod. She then turned her attention to me, her eyes showing a mix of concern and understanding. "Come here, Emily," she beckoned gently.

Following her direction, I shuffled to the edge of the hot tub, taking a seat where the ...