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In a swift move, she slipped her index finger into his ass, and pumped his prostate.

Tom arched his back, cried out and blasted his spunk into my wife's waiting mouth and face. She was nearly covered with his seed. She swallowed all she could and began wiping and licking it up. Tom collapsed on the bed next to her.

Kylie paused from the blow job she was giving me. "Tom is brutal in bed. I know he's been thinking about Wendy for a while," she confided. "His cock is so big, he never bothered to learn how to please a woman-he never had to." Kylie had made clear earlier that she preferred my technique to Tom's. I ran my fingers through her hair as she returned to servicing my cock. The fingers on my other hand had slipped into her tight wetness and was massaging her g-spot.

Tom was now on his back, catching his breath. Wendy was gently stroking his flaccid cock, waiting for its hardness to return. As she casually played with his member, their eyes met. She leaned over him, slightly closer. He lifted his head ever so, and my wife gently and briefly placed her lips on his.

They smiled at each other as their kiss broke off, then paused, holding on to the moment, knowing that what came next would change their relationship. My wife then passionately pressed her mouth against his. Her right hand still idly stroking his limp cock, they kissed long and deeply. Tom brought his hand over to hold my wife's cherubic face. Their tongues danced.

Watching them, Kylie slid forward and pulled herself up from my shoulders and neck. We kissed deeply, her soft, firm lips meeting mine. The room was still, but for the gentle sound of the four of us kissing. After a while, Tom regained his strength and Wendy's soft stroking became more purposeful. Wendy turned to admire his swelling member. Her lust overcame her again, and she moved over it, taking it in her mouth again to clean off Tom's cum. She cupped his massive balls with one hand while working the shaft with the other and feeding it into her soft, willing mouth. After a few moments, she looked at him, pleadingly.

"No more fingering, Tom," she pleaded. "I need your cock inside me."

"On your knees," Tom ordered her. She quickly pulled herself up on her knees and presented her pussy for Tom's pleasure. She was facing the window now, so Kylie and I could see them in profile. She looked over at me and just smiled wryly, waiting for Tom to impale her on his cock. Tom slipped in behind her, kneeling on the bed. He guided his 12 inch cock with one hand while holding on to my wife's fleshy hips with the other.

Wendy hung her head down, waiting for her reward. Tom pressed his cock against her pussy lips. She bit her lip, the waiting was torture for her.

Tom slowly pushed his cock head passed her pussy lips, then paused, letting them both savor the penetration. Years of sexual tension, flirting and office banter; and several days of escalating tension had led to this. My wife inhaled deeply, bracing for the rest of him. Tom slowly pushed his cock into my wife. At first, she made no noise, her mouth was open, but she couldn't find any sound. "Ah, eh, ah," was all she could muster as he slowly eased half of his cock into her. He paused there. He was now about as far into her as I had ever been, and he wasn't even halfway inside her.

She took several quick, shallow breaths, still bracing for Tom's full measure. He held his cock there, while firmly grasping both of her hips. He glanced at me and smiled, then quickly and firmly pulled my wife's hips towards him and thrust his hips forward, driving himself deep into her. "Ooouunnnghghghg," she cried out.

Tom held it there, making sure Wendy knew how far he was inside of her.

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