Susan snuggled closer to her husband and sipped on her third glass of wine.
Despite her nakedness the fire, the alcohol in her blood-stream and the two men and one woman-all who had been her lovers at one time-made her feel very warm and cozy.
Phil reached out for a piece of the cheese, then let his hand slip up Melinda's thigh, his fingers brushing the black bush of her pussy. The dark-haired beauty shivered and smiled.
"I don't know what to say," Susan said, still mulling over the tale Jace and Melinda had just told. Even though her brother had just balled her, new arousal coursed through her body. Their tale of brother-and-sisterly love was quite a turn on. "Except that it's one of the sexiest stories I've ever heard."
"Phil?" Melinda asked. "What about you?"
"What about me?" he said looking at his young wife. "What about you?"
"I thought watching you screw your own sister was one of the sexiest things I've ever seen," the black-haired girl said. "Do you plan to do it again?"
"Hey," Susan cut in. "Don't I have something to say about that?"
"You'll say 'yes,'" Jace replied. "I've seen that look on your face for two years now. All Phil has to do is come and knock and you'll be flat on your back for him."
"Jealous?" Susan asked.
"Nope. I also thought it was one of the sexiest sights I've seen," Jace answered. "Hope you two don't mind a couple of peeping Toms."
Jace pulled her close and kissed her. It wasn't a casual "I Love You" kiss, but a long, tongue-probing to the throat kiss.
She moaned, rolling to him. The heavy balls of her tits rolled against his chest. Her nipples grew hard as the wanton lust of her body flared high. She reached down between his thighs to find his cock standing high and hard. She squeezed it, not caring that her brother and his wife watched.
When they parted, she glanced to Melinda and Phil. The other couple didn't seem to mind company either. The black-haired woman had slid down beside her husband. Her mouth was now stuffed full of his long, fat cock. Susan watched while her sister-in-law mouthed a massive burden of prick, bringing it to life within her face until it stood at rigid attention.
"Oooohhhh!" Susan moaned in sudden surprise.
Jace's finger slipped up into the hot pocket of her quim.
Like a miniature prick it stroked in and out. She wiggled a bit, opening herself to his delving digit. She squeezed harder on his cock, jacking her hand up and down that turgid shaft.
"Fuck me, Jace, " she said turning to her husband. "I want you to fuck me.
Now!"
He pulled her to him and kissed her, long, hard, and arousing. "Your ass. I want your ass."
She offered no protest, but released his throbbing dick and rolled over so that she was on all fours on the floor. She poked her rear mounds into the air and wiggled them to tempt him.
Immediately, he scrambled behind her and grasped the twin cushions of flesh.
For several minutes, he stood there and kneaded her ass cheeks while whispering loving and very sexy things. Then he parted the pads of her buttocks. She shivered, feeling his breath bathe over the puckered mouth of her anus.
"Oh, Jace!" she moaned. "That feels so good!"
His tongue flicked out and tapped over the tight nodes of her asshole. He licked at that tiny mouth. Delicious shivers raced along her spine setting up wave after wave of excited gooseflesh.
Around and around his oral digit worked. Then the tip of his tongue wiggled into her ass, then even deeper. While he ate at her, she did her best to maintain her balance. The sensations her husband created within her were unbelievable. This whole night had been nothing but one unexpected sexual encounter after another.
"There," he said. "Relax."
She did. The swollen head of his prick pressed against her anus. She relaxed even more, allowing that arrow-shaped tip to penetrate the taut ring of her asshole, then slid inward and up her back.
A woman can feel a man in her pussy, she thought, but a woman can feel a cock up her ass!
She could. She felt every pulsating inch of his plunger.
Her mouth, her cunt and now her ass. Tonight her body was designed but for one thing-cock. And she was taking it every way it was offered-and loving it.
Slowly, Jace pulled back. She clamped down, squeezing her rectum around his engorged prodder. He groaned as fiery friction seared along every inch of his cock. Still he pulled outward until only the head of his prick remained entrenched within her.
Then he pushed back in.
She relaxed, letting her husband's stiff invasion drill up into the volcano-like heat of her bowels. So good, she thought, he feels so damn good.
It was like having a man in her quim, but so deliciously different. She wondered about those men and women who had never experienced anal lovemaking.
It was their loss, not hers.
Across the room, Melinda threw her head onto Phil's inflated rod. She let its bulging crown slide into her throat, then she started sucking. Slowly, she pulled back, sucking harder and harder while she rose up the meaty column of prick. Her lips smacked loudly when she pulled off her husband's cock.
"Hey?" Phil looked down at her. "Why did you stop?"
"Because, my darling husband," Melinda smiled, "you can't take your eyes off your sister. I can't blame you. Susan is one hell of a woman."
"Huh?"
Melinda eased up beside him and whispered in his ear. Phil's eyes grew wide with disbelief. He looked at her. "You and Susan?"
"Yes," she nodded.
"Damn! I hope you don't expect the same from Jace and me," Phil said. "I'm strictly a woman's man. But the thought of you and Susan together. Wow!"
Melinda laughed. "You dig watching your wife getting screwed, don't you?"
Phil grinned and nodded affirmatively. "The thought of seeing you and Susan is something else."
"Then why don't you go over there and fill your sister's pussy full of come again," Melinda suggested. "Then I'll show you just what I can do."
"Are you sure? I mean you and I were…"
"We can wait," Melinda said. "You've just discovered that your sister is a woman-something Jace and I have shared for years. Now go to her."
Phil glanced at his black-haired wife, kissed her, then scooted toward Susan.
The blonde wasn't sure what was happening. One moment she was dreamily lost in the steady in-out rhythm of Jace's cock, the next, her husband thrust himself deeply into her bowels, wrapped his arms around her waist, lifted her a bit, then lay her on her side while still plugged into her ass.
Her eyes fluttered open to see Phil slide down in front of her. "What?"
"Relax, sis," he said. "I'm just coming back for seconds."
"You're what?" she muttered, what he had said just penetrating her pleasure-laden brain. "Phil, don't, you can't!"
He did. Parting her legs, he drilled his cock up into the wet slit of her cunt.
"God!" she groaned. "Oh, my God!"
I'm nothing but a fucking machine, she thought. Two men at once. Two cocks crammed into my cunt and ass!
She didn't have time to be indignant about the unexpected invasion of her body.
Phil immediately started pumping his prick in and out of her quim. The dual skewering of her wanton body sent her soaring to new heights of carnal pleasure.
She could feel both her men at once. She felt them pressing against one another through the thin membrane separating her pussy and ass. She wondered if they could feel one another, if they found that contact arousing as she did.
Inward Jace drilled his plunger into her asshole, reaming long and deep.
Outward, Phil pulled until his cock's crown nestled in the outer lips of her cunt. Then outward Jace eased and inward Phil plunged.
She accepted each of their fleshy offerings, loving the heat sensations they sent swirling through her. She felt like a total sex object, realizing that if cocks had been presented to her mouth and hands she would have been willing to service them as well.
These two men and their demanding pricks completely dominated her. All she existed for was the feel of their in-out stroking.
She felt her identity blur and melt away. She was woman and they were men. She existed to take them into her body, to feel the pleasure they could provide her. There was that and in this moment there was nothing else.
Jace came first, his seed blasting from the jerking head of his cock. She groaned, relishing the hot gushes of his jism. She wiggled and squeezed her ass, trying to milk every drop of sperm and semen from her husband's cock. When his deflated cock slipped from her come-coated asshole, she turned her full attention to draining the still rigid cock plugged into her cunt.
Matching her hunching movements with those of her brother's, she rolled to her back, pulling Phil on top of the voluptuous bed of her young willing body.
Eagerly he pumped his cock in and out of her cunt, never missing a stroke as they changed positions.
She was the woman-the total woman now. Her own needs and desires no longer seemed to matter. That she could and would bring her brother off once more was all she cared about.
In a wild frenzy their bodies rocked and bucked. She undulated her pelvis with each up-down rise of his. She fucked him as hard as he fucked her. As she sighed with pure pleasure, Phil came, once again flooding her loins with the thick fountains of his jism.
For moments she lay beneath him, feeling his bone-hard cock slowly deflated to a sleepy snake and withered from the depths of her cunt. Two down. Bring on the rest, she thought, still lost in the sexual power fantasy she lived.
Soft, like the brushing of a small feather, she felt the moist tip of a tongue lick at the pouting pink lips of her quim.
The blonde moaned in a whimpery voice of delight. Her eyes fluttered open and glanced down. Melinda's raven-black hair fell over her creamy thighs as the other woman knelt to lick at her cunt. To each side, Phil and Jace sat back watching with wide- eyed interest. Susan moaned again, reaching down to stroke the head of her female lover.
Tenderly, Melinda's tongue weaved its way up into the come- drenched slit of Susan's quim. The mixture of very male jism and very female fluids was exciting. She sucked them into her mouth and swallowed them. Well aware of the two men who watched and the effect of woman-to-woman sex on men, she went about her task with deliberate languor. Often the swipes of her pink tongue were exaggerated so that both men could see the intimate caresses she laved on Susan's delectable cunt.
Then too was her own love for this woman and the want to provide her pleasure.
Not to mention the delight she had discovered with the woman and the lust she felt for her sister-in- law.
Good, Susan thought. Melinda's delving tongue felt so soft and gentle. It was a perfect counterpoint to the driving strength of her husband's and brother's cocks. She moaned, feeling her own need flame again, racing at an uncontrollable pace.
Around and around the whipping oral digit ate at her pussy.
Higher and higher the sexy blonde soared. She came. Her whole body shuddered and quaked. She cried out, groaning the full pleasure of her release. So intense were the sensations that caught her, she thought that she was going to black out for a moment. She had read of women who passed out when they climaxed, but until now, she had thought they were simply fantasies of some writer's mind.
As the tremors of her body quieted and her writhing stopped, Melinda eased her tongue from her sister-in-law's cunt. She licked her lips, wiping away the juices that remained there.
Pleased, she stared down at the blonde, grinning when Susan's eyes opened and she smiled up to her in gratitude.
Jace and Phil scooted over beside the women, offering each a fresh glass of wine. Both took the glasses and sipped.
"I needed that," Susan sighed, resting in her husband's arms.
"It was unbelievable."
"I know," Jace grinned at her. "That saying about a woman always being capable of having sex is most definitely true."
"I've never noticed any problems with your ability to perform," the still panting blonde said. Susan reached down to her husband's crotch and playfully stroked the still deflated length of his cock.
Jace leaned down and lightly kissed her lips. Susan sighed, feeling Jace's prick throb beneath the caressing tips of her fingers. It wouldn't be long before the sleeping hose would be standing straight and hard again.
Giving his cock a loving squeeze, Susan pushed from the floor and sat up. "If all of you will excuse me, I think I need to find the ladies' room."
With that, the naked blonde rose and walked from the den.
Melinda glanced at Phil and then Jace. She smiled. "Two men and one woman."
"Mmmmm?" Phil looked at her' "I had read about it, but I really didn't believe it was possible," the black-haired woman said.
Jace chuckled, but Phil gazed at his wife. "I think you're hinting."
"Hinting?" Melinda coyly batted her eyes.
"Yeah," Phil nodded. "That's exactly what you're doing."
"Why, Phil, what could you be talking about?" Melinda's fingers crept over his thighs and surrounded the length of his cock. Slowly, she ran her hand up and down the sleeping hose of flesh.
His sex came to life beneath her touch. Weakly throbbing at first, the deflated prick grew in length and circumference. It pulsed and jerked, rising to a stiff, rigid pole of lust.
Phil ran his own hand down to the black, silky muff bushed over her cunt.
Easily he wiggled a finger up into the intimate furrow of her body. Melinda grunted in pleasure as he buried three knuckles in her twat.
"That's what I thought," her husband winked to Jace. "This wench feels like a river. She can't wait to service two men at once."
Melinda didn't speak, but looked to her brother. Jace nodded.
"Hmmmm," Jace mused aloud. "I think we can oblige the young lady, but with a few changes. "
"Like a bitch in heat," Phil said, slipping another finger up into the wet pocket of the black-haired beauty's cunt. "How do you think we should handle this?"
"I think I should give the bitch a bone," Jace said.
He knee-walked over to his sister and held his cock toward her mouth. With a wet pop, Phil pulled his fingers from her pussy. Melinda moaned with disappointment. She shivered with delicious anticipation, glancing at her husband then at the fleshy offering her brother proffered.
"Eat it," Jace said. "I want my sister to suck on my dick."
Getting on hands and knees, Melinda ducked her head and took her brother's limp prick into her mouth. Lovingly, her tongue curled around the meaty hose. She licked and bathed it, drawing more than one deep moan from the man above her.
Around and around, her tongue swiped at the crown on Jace's cock. Then her tongue-tip drilled into the small slitted mouth of the growing organ. She smiled to herself. Susan was right- women, those who dug sex, were always ready and willing. She shivered with delight. Now she would have two men at once-two cocks plugged into her hungry body.
Thick and hard, Jace's rod swelled. The veins running along its underside pulsed, standing out with throbbing need. Her lips tightened around the now massive root of cockmeat and she sucked.
Melinda, kneeling and naked, her mouth loving the rigid shaft of her brother's prick, moaned. Phil now knelt behind her.
Gently, her husband ran a palm between her thighs, covering the uptilted knoll of her cunt. His fingers squeezed, massaging the willing mound of her sex.
Pulling back so that she sucked deeply on the engorged crown of her brother's cock, she licked and whipped her wet, pink tongue over the sensitive skin. Then she relaxed and slid back down the massive tube of flesh. With her nose nestled in the black hairs forested around his prick, she pulled back.
Phil's fingers once more wiggled their way into the vulnerably exposed pocket of her cunt. In and out, like a miniature penis her husband drilled his fingers into her. She groaned around the mouthful of dick she ate. Her body began to rock back and forth. Just watching Jace and Phil take Susan front and back had gotten to her. Her pussy felt as though it were ready to explode. She quivered and trembled with a desperately growing need.
In front of her, Jace's pelvis began to move. His cock slipped between her lips, pushing toward the back of her throat, then sliding downward toward her tonsils. Her immediate reflex to gag was quelled as she sucked in a deep breath through her nostrils.
"Now, my cock-hungry wife," Phil said, "You are going to get your wish-two men at once."
With another sticky, wet pop, the man behind her pulled his fingers from the throbbing interior of her cunt. She moaned, then moaned even louder. Phil drove his cock into the upturned slit of her twat.
This wasn't exactly what she had been expecting, but she had no complaints. And she was servicing two men at the same time.
Power coursed through her. Two cocks at once, the sensations were unbelievable.
She had never imagined such a full and satisfying feeling.
Stuffed into her mouth was her brother's hard and virile prick. She trembled with each quaking jerk of that ponderous burden. Oozing drops of preseminal fluid flowed from the arrowhead-shaped tip of his rod, filling her mouth with the musky flavor of sex. She sucked and swallowed, delighting in the very masculine taste of her brother's sexual juices.
Packed in her gripping pussy was her husband's long, fat shaft. His hips moved in a slow, steady rhythm, as though giving her the opportunity to accustom herself to handling the dual assault on her body.
These were both her men, both her lovers. Individually, each had provided her with pleasure after pleasure. In turn, she had given them all her body offered, willingly and wantonly. Each on his own was great. But together, having them both in her body at the same time, was beyond description. She wondered if Susan had similar sensations when they had taken her in the ass and cunt.
The three of them found a mutual rhythm. Jace fed his needy cock into her mouth. She accepted the bludgeoning burden into her throat, then sucked hard and pulled back. Rocking back, she was met by the lancing length of Phil's rod drilling into the spongy folds of her quim. Back and forth they moved. She moaned, unable and unwilling to escape this double attack on her body.
Thick, like a growing knot of hardness, the black-haired seductress felt the pressure growing at the base of her brother's cock. With expert dexterity, she laved her loving tongue around the pole-like length of his manhood. She sucked harder and harder, trying to draw the flood of come she knew gathered within the dangling forms of his balls.
From behind, Phil continued his in-out strokes. His cock plummeted into the welcoming sluice of her cunt. His pelvis slapped into the upturned cushions of her finely shaped ass. Then he pulled back. Simultaneously, she squeezed down, gripping his turgid prod with all her might.
That warm glowing heat that signaled the start of climax swirled within her thighs. She bucked back on her husband's poling prick, while sucking up the stiff rail of her brother's sex. Then she rocked forward, throwing her back onto the pulsating lance of Jace's cock.
The black-haired man before her moaned deep and long. His prick jumped and jerked within her jaws. Hot and thick a gush of steamy come jetted into her mouth. He came. And she sucked and gobbled down the sperm and semen that fountained from his groin.
She licked and swallowed loving the masculine taste of her brother's seed. She sucked and sucked, making sure she took his last drop before allowing him to ease his pleasure-aching rod from her edacious mouth.
Then she turned her attention to the red-haired man fucking her dog-style from behind.
As Phil threw himself into the juicy gash of her pussy, she bucked back. Their bodies slapped together. Both groaned, lust consuming their loins. He was close. She sensed the tension that gripped his body as he tried to hold himself back until she came.
They both wanted the same thing-to come together.
Balancing herself on one arm, she reached back, her fingers weaving through the strands of her pubic hair and into the slit of her cunt. Slipping one finger into the pink spread of her pussy lips, she found the erect nubbin of her clitoris. Having toyed with that pleasure button more than once in her life, she expertly rolled it beneath her fingertip.
As her husband thrust his cock deep within the quaking interior of her body, she came-he came. Together they moaned out the extent of their release. Their bodies gave way and they collapsed to the floor still locked together in ecstasy.
Susan stood in the doorway, watching her brother ball his sexy young wife. Had she been as thoughtful as Melinda, she would have joined the dark-tressed beauty on the floor and used her mouth to bring the girl once again. But the blonde's gaze drifted to her husband and his unoccupied prick. Jace lay stretched out on his back, eyes closed as though asleep. She smiled to herself, knowing just the trick to bring him back to life.
Tiptoeing across the den, she dropped to her knees at her husband's side.
Without touching him, she leaned over. Her tongue, pink and wet, flicked from her mouth and lightly tapped at the head of her husband's sleeping penis. The hose-like length of cock twitched under the feather-like oral caress. Jace stirred, apparently in that hazy state just before drifting to sleep.
In a long wet swipe, Susan dragged her tongue across the pinkly glowing surface of his glans. Her husband moaned-sighed again. His prick jerked, throbbing to life. She licked once more, running her tongue down to his scrotum and lapping at his testicles.
"Mmmmmmm," Jace whispered, his eyes fluttering open and a smile uplifting the corners of his mouth. "That's a hell of a nice way to kiss a man awake."
"My man," she said in between playful licks to the rumpled sac of his balls.
"And right now, I very much need my man and his lovely cock."
Jace chuckled, reaching up to fondle one of the melon-like balls of her tits.
In return, she scooped up his deflated prick in her mouth. Immediately she felt new fife pulse through the drowsy snake of flesh. She licked and sucked, working her mouth in a most expert manner until her face was filled with long, hard cock. Somewhat reluctantly, she eventually slipped her red lips from his erect shaft. For a moment she eyed her handiwork while just kneeling there and enjoying the feel of her husband's hands tenderly caressing her breast.
But just gazing at that stiff and ready hunk of manmeat was not what she had in mind.
Giving the head of his prick one last loving kiss, she rose and straddled his waist, supporting herself on her knees. With both hands, she reached down and grasped the pole-like root of flesh and lifted it up so that it jutted straight into the air, its engorged head aimed directly at the fur-lined slit of her pussy.
Jace, still stretched on his back, watched, his eyes moving from his cock to the waiting nest of willing flesh between her widely spread thighs.
Her legs quivering with need and excitement, the naked blonde slowly lowered herself. Inch by inch the lancing shaft of cock moved toward the open gates of her cunt. She moaned as the head of his prick pushed through the soft fleece of her cunt, then moaned again when it separated the moist, pink lips of her outer lips.
Down, ever downward, Susan lowered herself on the spear of manmeat. Inward, she accepted the meaty shaft. Up into her body, past the scalloped inner lips of her cunt into the warm, spongy folds of her quim. Deeper and deeper the thick rod slid until she had taken every inch of him and sat firmly on his crotch.
A wicked little smile moved over Jace's lips. She smiled back. He tensed and relaxed his pelvic muscles in quick movements. His cock jerked and jumped around within the tight pocket of her cunt.
"Don't move," she urged him. "I want to do this. I want to fuck my husband."
He nodded, but at the same time reached up and took her heavy-laden breasts in his hands. His fingers squeezed into the pliant flesh, molding the mounds like balls of dough.
She didn't protest. Enjoying the taunting sensations created by his loving hands, she started to move. Like a jockey adjusting his weight in the saddle, she rocked back and forth, causing the length of his prick to jerk around with the socket of her sex.
Then she worked her ass around in small circles. His rod gyrated within her in deep screwing turns.
While his thumbs pressed into her stiff, plump nipples as though they were rubbery buttons, she pushed up on her legs.
Unsure of her control, she rose only an inch, then slid back down the rail of cock. Again and again, she moved thusly, getting the feel of him and her own strength.
Slowly, but surely, she rose up the total length of that swollen column, stopping when only the head of her husband's prick remained within the moist mouth of her cunt. Then slowly, she rode back down his prick, delighting as its massive form shot up into the wanton recesses of her quim.
No matter how many times she took Jace into her body, it seemed different, new and exciting. Fucking him like this brought new pleasures. His cock pressed and rubbed against parts of her cunt that normally were untouched. The friction ignited by their bodies seared through the trembly folds of her quim.
Up and down, she rode the rigid, rail of her husband's cock.
All the while, his ever-moving hand squeezed and kneaded the melons of her tits. He tugged at the fleshy orbs of pleasure, watching them jiggle on her chest when he released them. He pushed them upward and rolled them under his palms.
Her own hands rubbed and slid over his chest, loving the feel of the thick hair sprouted there. Then on an impish impulse, she reached behind her and delved to his scrotum.
"God!" he moaned. His hips lurched up, slamming the full length of his prick into the juicy channel of her cunt.
Her fingers found his balls and gently played with the sensitive rocks. In response, her husband jerked and writhed beneath her. She grinned, thoroughly enjoying the control she had on him.
Slipping back up the fat length of his rod, she squeezed down with her pelvic muscles, gripping him as tight as possible. This action brought yet another pleased moan from the man she rode.
Reaching the top of her fleshy pole, she relaxed and eased back down the throbbing joystick.
Despite his confining position, Jace now moved. His hips rose and fell in rhythm with her. In short little strokes, he did his best to cram his prick even deeper into the humid cleft of her loins. He wiggled his ass a bit, making his dork screw around within the clinging folds of her pussy.
Susan suddenly moaned. An unexpected pair of hands joined her husband's on her tits-a feminine pair of hands. She glanced up. Melinda stood above her with a wide grin on her face. The young woman's head lowered. Their lips met, then their tongues danced within one another's mouth. Melinda's fingers squeezed into the well-worked flesh of her breasts.
"Mmmmm," the dark-haired temptress sighed when they parted.
Her coal-black eyes gleamed as she glanced at Jace. "I think it's time we women show our independence."
Susan moaned. Jace jerked, thrusting his cock deep into the liquid warmth of her cunt.
Melinda released her hold on the older blonde's breasts and knelt beside Jace's head. Her grin grew even wider. "You boys have had your fun. Now it's the girls' turn. Brother dear, you are going to satisfy two women at the same time.
Without waiting for a reply, the sexy young woman suddenly straddled his head.
Susan smiled, realizing just what Melinda intended.
"Eat me, Jace, " Melinda said. "Eat your sister's pussy."
The black-tressed woman settled down, pressing the pink lips of her pussy to her brother's mouth. Immediately, Jace's tongue lapped out and licked up and down the juicy slit presented to him.
At the same time, Susan reached out and captured the uplifted cones of her sister-in-law's breasts. She shivered, loving the silky feel of her warm flesh.
She squeezed and molded the pliant cones. Then she leaned forward to suck at each of the twin, dark cherries perched precariously atop the tempting mounds.
When she finished, she eased back, watching the pink flicks of her husband's tongue eagerly lapping away at his sister's quim.
At the same time, she upped the tempo of her rise and fall on his pulsating prick.
Melinda's own hands slipped to her sister-in-law's widely spread crotch. She ran a finger up into the cock-filled hole of her twat. For the moment she just delighted in feeling the in-out pumping of Jace's prick within his wife, then she slipped that moistened finger to Susan's clit.
The sexy blonde groaned loud and long. Her whole world suddenly exploded in sheer carnal bliss. She came like an erupting volcano. Yet still she hunched up and down on her husband's dick, fucking him even harder.
In and out the long, stiff column of manmeat skewered into the greedy slit of her pussy. Up and down she rode her man for every ounce of pleasure she could take from him. Within minutes she came again.
This time her ecstasy was shared as Jace blasted a fresh load of come into the heated socket of her body. She felt the gushing cream of his loins fill her, then ooze from the lips of her pussy.
When she descended from the cloud of pleasure, she returned Melinda's favor by slipping a finger into the rips of her cunt.
Without a problem, she found her sister-in-law's clit and began to roll it around.
Between her careful ministrations and Jace's laving tongue, they had Melinda quivering and coming within a few seconds.
Satisfied and fulfilled, Susan pulled her finger back before too much pleasure brought pain. She once more kneaded the younger woman's tits, trying to bring as many thrills to her as she could.
When Melinda floated back to earth, they both rolled from Jace, leaving him spent and exhausted on the floor. He closed his eyes and quickly drifted into a quiet sleep.
"Phil's dead to the world also." Melinda nodded to her husband soundly sleeping.
Susan smiled, reaching out and taking her sister-in-law's hand and squeezing it. "I can't blame them. I'm exhausted."
"Think we should wake them and get them into bed?" Melinda asked.
"In a moment," Susan answered. "But right now I need something to drink. Want something?"
"A glass of water," Melinda replied. "And some time to gather my strength before lugging Phil to bed."
Susan rose and walked into the kitchen to return with two glasses of water.
Handing one to Melinda, she settled back on the floor and gazed out the window.
Outside, the snow blazed gold with the rising sun. She smiled feeling warm and secure. It had been one hell of a night.
And they still had another night to share before returning to town. It was going to be some weekend-one she would never forget.