“Nooooo,” She continued.  “Now, look at Me.  Take off My blouse, slowly.  Yes, very good.  Now, look back at Marcus’ dick … yeah, he’s fuckin’ Her SO nice, isn’t he?  And they SMELL so beautiful, don’t they?  Yeah.  Just keep staring.”  Kristen then got silent … placed Her right middle fingernail along hubby’s lips … and he naturally started to kiss and lick it.  Without saying a word, She inserted Her finger into his throat, pumping it up and down to Marcus’ and his Wife’s rhythm.

 

“Ha ha, yeaaaaaa.  My friend’s little boy has a BIG CRUSH on Me.  That is SO sweet.  My finger is Heaven, isn’t it, you little gay wimp?  Oooo, you suck it SO good.  Keep it up, boy.  Yeaaaaa.”

 

Twenty-five minutes into his Wife’s fuck with Marcus, Kristen decides it’s time for hubby to get his rapid jollies.  While still licking Her finger to their golden rhythm, Kristen — wearing a plastic glove — puts Her other middle finger into Vaseline, and then up hubby’s ass, to the EXACT SAME RHYTHM!”

 

Sixty seconds later, Kristen harshly withdrew both Her middle fingers, and told hubby to aim his dick toward Marcus’ balls.  She kept pumping his weenie … and about 30 seconds later, hubby came with his meager — but large for him — load.  And it all landed onto the softball-sized balls of his Wife’s LOVER!   Marcus told Me what just happened, and we couldn’t help but LAFFFFFF again!

 

“LICK IT UP … lick your cum off his BALLS,” Kristen commanded while pulling on hubby’s dog collar.  He immediately complied.  And he kneeled back to the side of the bed, as Kristen’s hands rubbed hubby’s cheeks like a Mistress would praise an approving canine. “GOOOOD BOY!!!!!”

 

Marcus and I went at it for another 20 minutes while Kristen had hubby kiss Her feet and lick Her ass.  It was almost as fun to watch as Marcus … but hubby is SO pathetic, isn’t he?

 

Well, it only took FIFTY minutes for Marcus to cum inside Me this time.  And of course, Kristen was treated to watching hubby slurp every last drop of cum from both of us, both on the outside AND the inside.  “Give ME a taste,” Kristen commanded, as She actually French-kissed hubby.  After about 10 seconds, She pulled away.  “I just wanted the taste, that’s all … you didn’t think I wanted YOU, did I? Ha ha ha!!!”

 

Instead of Marcus fucking Me a second time, as usual, Kristen and I sweet talked him into fucking my husband.  Oh, My Lord, he whined so much, I thought he would have his KIDNEYS ripped out!  But thanks Kristen’s Tender Loving Care, and a generous heaping of Vaseline, Marcus got that huge rod up hubby’s ass.  And although it hurt the first time, Kristen was right.  It was something hubby would LONG for again and again and again.

 

The next day, when Kristen left, She and I shared a long French kiss.  Hubby took Her “kitchen sink” back to Her vehicle.  And as She left, She handed Me Her own perfumed envelope.  “Here is Your husband’s wardrobe for undergarments.”  Let’s just say he didn’t exactly enjoy shopping for what was on the list.

 

Pink panties.  Black laced panties.  Extra-large pantyhose.  Extra-large bras.  Once they went on, hubby NEVER took them off.  Kristen and I SAW to that!