“Not often you see two subs topping a Dom,” I comment, loudly this time. Richard rolls eyes my way, Charlotte wiping pussy juices over his lips.
“Enjoying yourself, Beth?” My ‘other wife’ throws me a grin the like of which hasn’t been seen since Eve discovered Adam liked apples too.
Charlotte twists to see what her cousin is doing. “Yes?”
Beth flashes brows, shifts... “Yes.”
… Richard’s head jerks up. “What…?”
… but he’s cut short as Beth, moving like a dancer, swings smoothly to kneel upright, straddling herself to anchor the head of her husband’s shaft against her pussy. Richard bucks, trying to penetrate…
“Ah-Ah…” Charlotte wags a finger at him. “You’re not in charge today. Be a Good Boy and enjoy your birthday present.” He groans again, resting hands on her thighs.
Richard’s chest heaves like bellows as Beth gyrates like a belly dancer, not allowing him to penetrate, simply playing the head of his shaft at her entrance. His face falls back. “Oh, Sweet Jesus.”