Guilt and Pleasure (2)
At this point, I found myself squeezed between guilt and pleasure. And both of those were directed to the two girls.
My wife was crazy but so was I for even encouraging her to continue. Fuyu, who remained clueless until the end, was also not any better.
In any case, it took another few minutes before Akane reemerged from down there.
The girl playfully winked at me before looking at Fuyu who was still indulging in inhaling my scent.
"Hmm? Fuyu, you look pretty comfortable there."
Once again, Akane called her friend out.
Fuyu just moved her head a bit, maybe to open her eyes and glance at her best friend.
"... Yeah. This is thanks to you. Have you stopped sulking?"
"Do you think I can stay mad at husband for so long?"
Yeah. Mad, right? Mad enough to suck me off secretly…
"No. If it's you, it won't take even a minute. But Akane, wipe your lips, you're drooling."