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Ronnie twisted slightly, positioning her head in his lap as he stroked his cock against her cheek. I grabbed her thigh and lifted her leg, rubbing my own pussy as I licked hers. God, she tasted so good! I swallowed her juices, using my fingers to slide inside her, searching for more.

"Ohhh baby," Ronnie whispered, looking up at TJ. "She licks my pussy soooo good!"

"Not as good as you suck cock." TJ smiled, his eyes dark with lust as he put a hand in her hair, guiding her mouth to his dick. It was a stunning sight, seeing his fat, fleshy pole disappearing into her mouth again and again. His head went back, his breath coming faster, and I kept my mouth right there on her clit as I rubbed my own, watching them.

"Oh god," Ronnie gasped, coming up for air. "What about Beth? We need to go to the bedroom."

TJ groaned softly, his hand bruising his wife's breast underneath her t-shirt, giving me a sweet glimpse of her rounded flesh. "I'm sure she's sleeping."

"Just in case." Ronnie grabbed her shorts and pulled down her t-shirt. "Especially after what she almost said at dinner!" She looked over at me to see if I remembered, and of course, I did.

"I know." My eyes widened at the memory. "And I…I haven't even told Josh about…us…yet."

Ronnie took my hand and pulled. "Well, from what you said, he and his wife have an open marriage. He'd be kind of a hypocrite not to accept this." She wrapped her hand around TJ's dick-he was still sitting on the sofa-and tugged. He groaned, his hips rising up, and we both followed her.

"You'd think that was true…" I answered with a sigh, but there was no more room for words once we got behind a safely locked door, the three of us stripping and finding our way to the bed.

TJ stood beside us for a while as Ronnie and I kissed and fondled each other, mewing like kittens as we rubbed and nuzzled and licked. I loved kissing her, feeling her breath on my face as it came in little pants, her hand cupping my pussy, mine thrust between her legs, both of us working for it. The lamp on the night table was on, burning low-we rarely had sex in the complete dark, I think because all of us liked to watch-

and I could see TJ stroking and squeezing his cock as he stood next to the bed.

"Oh baby," Ronnie murmured against my lips. I felt her quivering, her thighs trembling. "You're gonna make me come."

"Like this?" I whispered back, my thumb strumming her clit, my fingers buried deep.

"Yes!" she urged, hooking her foot over my thigh and thrusting against my hand. I focused all my energy on her, watching as her head went back, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders, her nipples hard and almost red instead of their usual pink. "Oh Janie! Now! Now!"

TJ groaned softly and I met his eyes as his wife came all over my hand, her pussy clenching my fingers, her nails digging into the soft skin of my shoulders. I would have little half-crescents there later, but at the time I didn't even really notice, because Ronnie was heaving and straining in my arms, her whole body quailing with her orgasm.

"That was fucking beautiful." TJ pressed against Ronnie from behind, sandwiching her between our flesh. He leaned over to kiss her and she turned her face up to him, arching and letting him maul her breast. I pressed my hand over his, squeezing, rubbing. I hadn't been imagining things-her breasts really were much rounder and fuller than they'd ever been. And more sensitive too. She squealed and yelped now when I licked and sucked them instead of just moaning. I leaned in to suck the one TJ wasn't fondling, just to prove my point, and she responded immediately, her hands burying themselves in my hair.

"I'm so wet," I murmured as my tongue played with her nipple, back and forth, teasing. She rolled to capture my mouth, straddling me, pressing my hands above my head.

Glancing over at her husband, she smiled. "I think Janie needs to be fucked."

"Well, I'm sure I'm the man for the job." He grinned as he moved toward us on the bed, situating himself between my open thighs. She leaned forward over me as he teased my pussy with his cock, making me moan and arch against Ronnie. She kissed me softly, murmuring sweetness as he slid himself in deep.

"That's a girl." She looked into my eyes as they widened in surprise at his sudden entry. "Take that dick. You like it inside you like that?"

"Yes." I wrapped my arms around her. I loved feeling her body against mine while he was fucking me, the soft press of her breasts, the now-rounded swell of her belly. It was almost as if she was fucking me with his cock as we rocked together on the bed, our tongues and arms twining.

"Do you want me to lick your little clit?" she whispered in my ear as TJ lunged.

He was fucking me, but his hands were on his wife's hips and they moved together, we all did, the bed hitting the wall with every thrust.

I sighed softly, indecisive. I loved the feel of her body against mine, but the thought of her tonguing me to climax as TJ fucked me was too hard to resist.

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