Denied both Nicky's cunt and my c**k, Nick could only look up, watching, as I butt-f****d his wife. After a while, she took pity on him. Swinging one leg over her husband's chest, she rolled off the bed. "Sit up," she told Nicky.
He did as she'd commanded, and she took my prick in her hand, guiding me off the bed. Holding onto my p***s as I stood, she steered my groin toward Nick's face. Pushing my hips forward, toward him, she inserted my c**k into her husband's waiting mouth.
This time, I endured the act, without protest. I didn't like it, but I didn't have to. Whatever it might have done for Nick, it meant nothing to me, and I didn't want to disrupt the passion of the s*x I was enjoying with Nicky to grapple with Nick.
Thankfully, his involvement didn't last long. Having allowed her
