I fucked Dani again that afternoon, taking my time to fully sate her needs. After four body wrenching orgasms, two on my tongue, she lay exhausted beneath my face, her arms flailed wide to her side. She looked like she should be dead, floating in a pool. But the color in her face, her rosy red cheeks gave her a glow unmistaken for anything by satisfaction.
"God Rich," she moaned, her body slowly coming down, "I want to clamp my legs around your head and keep your mouth attached to my" her voice trailed off. I shoved my fingers into her soaked cunt.
"Cunt Dani, it's cunt," I growled, wriggling my fingers madly in her wet sheath. She pulled her legs up, clamping the legs closed. I pounded her cunt another moment as she rolled to her side, her hand grabbing my wrist. I leaned to kiss her thigh, a small moan offered as I kissed up her thigh, over her hip, and nipped at her ass, her globe so firm, so taut. I looked to her, her eyes locked with mine. I licked her globe, my tongue dancing over the smooth flesh.
"Yes, my cunt", Dani growled. She laid motionless, he eyes slowly closed. "Damn good work day," she whispered. "Damn fucking good!" she growled at me, her eyes flashing.
"Anything else you need boss," she quipped, staring at me. "Do you fuck Kimberly," she blurted out.
"Yes," I responded quickly, unhesitatingly.
Hey eyes glazed, a faraway look covered her face. "How often," she continued.
"Two, maybe three times a day. Blow jobs, cunt fucking, tit fucking, anything I want," I offered.
"Damn," growled Dani. "She always treats me funny," she continued.
"She knows I wanted you," I responded. "She knows I have lusted for you since your first day," I finished. "She caught me masturbating, thinking about you," I offered. "She drained my balls dry, and continues to fuck me blind," I said half heartedly.
"I can smell your sex," Dani stated flatly. "After your door has been shut, I want to come in here to see if I smell your sex," she said, looking to my face. "Do we smell like that," she asked. "Could she tell if we did it," she continued.
"She would taste it on me," I told her. "She would pull my cock out, swallow it to see if we had done it I bet," I laughed.
"Damn," Dani said again. "Never thought of that. So I could taste her on you too," her voice trailed. "Never tasted another woman's stuff before," she muttered softly.
My thoughts exploded. Was she interested? Would she like to have a woman? Fuck, my cock started chubbing again. I moved to her head, my cock dangling above her mouth. Leaning, I put the tip to her lips. Her tongue darted out, licking the head, coating her lips with saliva. I pushed forward, the head disappeared into her mouth.
"Ever wanted to do a three some?" I asked. Her hands reached around my ass, pulling me forward, more cock slipped into her mouth. My cock expanded, growing firmer. I slammed my hips forward, impaling her. "I would love to share you with my wife," I stated firmly.
"MMMmmmmmmmmmmm," growled Dani, her throat relaxing, my cock sliding down into her throat. I watched her neck expand, my balls draped over her forehead. I reached to twist her rigid nipples. Her feet flattened on the floor, her legs splayed, lifting her cunt to me. I fell forward, my mouth clamping over her engorged clit. I sucked madly, stretching, nipping her bud as I face fucked her into oblivion. I came quickly, flooding her mouth as she erupted into her fifth orgasm, her hips exploding upwards, hips quivering involuntarily, her juices flooding my mouth. I flopped to her, exhausted.
Draining my balls of all liquid, Dani's fingers traced my ass. She took my balls into her mouth, her tongue washing over them softly. Pushing me away, she stared at me.
"I've seen your wife. She looks good! Make it happen," she said, her hands stroking my cock, balls softly. She leaned to devour my cock.
Late that evening I was lying between my wife Ann's thighs, hands wrapped around her legs, my tongue dancing over the engorged clit. A sweat covered our bodies, we had fucked for an hour already, I had blown my load deep in her throat, and now was returning the orgasm. Her hips thrashed, her orgasm was close. She was mine.
"Ann, could you really imagine one of my ladies between your legs, me sitting over there watching," I asked, lips circling her clit, tongue thrashing it back and forth against my teeth. "Could you imagine her soft lips, her gently tongue licking at your clit," I continued my word descriptions. Her hips lifted, grinding to my mouth.