Well, at least I think it was her first rimming. I’d asked her on many occasions, but she’d always said no. Now here she was with her butt up in the air, and Jane slathering her wildly with her tongue.
It was all too much for me. I snuck forward. I ran my hands all over Jane’s back, her arse, and then onto her pussy while she was bent over. I sank my fingers deep in her cunt while Harper continued to fuck upwards. She didn’t even flinch.
Matt was still in her view, so she knew it wasn’t him. Did she think someone else had entered the room? She didn’t even react, just went with the flow. She somehow must have known I was there the whole time.
I watched Sally, wondering who she was at this moment. Certainly not the woman who had lost her interest in having fun. It was as though my wife had done it may times before.
“Would you like a cock fucking your arse?” Matt said to Jane.
“Oh, yeah,” she said, pushing away from me and encouraging him to the bed.