And for my pleasure, she extended to me the privilege of fingering her backdoor full of lube and watching Rob plunge his entire eleven-inch pipe in her ass once again.
For a solo session, Rob set up his iPhone and mirrored it to our living room TV so I could watch him pound away at my wife from behind. Seeing her body shake as she took him on her hands and knees, gasping and whimpering, made for great stroke material.
The next night, the three of us became porn stars. Once again, Rob set up his iPhone and recorded the two of us spit-roasting Jessica. Incredibly, that turned into Jessica getting her first double vaginal fuck when I slid underneath her and crammed my dick into her already stuffed pussy.
On Rob’s final night with us, we gave my wife her first double penetration. As she demanded, Rob got his eleven-inch torpedo back deep in her guts. Feeling his dick in her bowels while I fucked up into her was beyond any dream I could ever have. When we dismounted, she collapsed like a rag doll.
So, for all the emotional turmoil I had caused myself–and yes, I did it all to myself–I can say my lovely wife made it all worth it.
We never made it to the hotel room, but she got plenty of enormous dick that July weekend courtesy of my best friend.
Which I what I wanted.