"Okay, fine."

You can't resist your wife. She was always the one who ran the household.
"Fine, we'll tell him tomorrow." You concede.
"Great!" Heather purrs as she leans back and rides your tongue.
The pussy licking you give her on the couch is intense, but humiliating. Throughout the cunnilingus, Heather reminds you of how your little cockette is way too puny to pleasure the way your tongue does. You feel ashamed of yourself for squirting off in your tighty-whities without even touching yourself.

The door bell rings just as Heather orgasms.
Penelope, not Simon, is at the door, dressed in a tight top that her mountainous breasts threaten to burst out of.
"Hey, pindick, got her warmed up for me?" Simon's wife teases you as she comes in. "Simon had some business to attend to, and I was freed up for the evening."
"Penelope, baby!" Heather wantonly kisses Penelope, and gropes her giant boobs. "I've been meaning to enjoy your company this week!"

The two women sit down on the couch, and begin shedding their clothes. Penelope takes out a large strap-on dildo from her purse and hands it over to your wife. "Here you go, honey, fuck yourself with this while your shrimpdick hubby warms me up."
Penelope then sternly instructs you to kneel as she spreads her legs apart, "Time to eat my pussy, little man!"

You meekly obey, caressing the well-stacked babe's vagina with your lips and tongue while your wife treats herself to the big plastic cock.
"Ooooooh, yeah, big cock feels so GOOOD!!" Heather moans as the strap-on is pushed in.
"Good thing Simon is hung for both of us, huh? I'd go crazy if I only had this needledick to fuck me!" Penelope taunts you as you lick.
"Speaking of Simon..." Heather says.
"Yeah?"
"We're gonna tell Connor that he's his real father. He deserves to know."
"Oh really? That's great! I have some news, too!"
"Oh?"
"Yep. Ms. K wants me to give the two of you a message..." Penelope begins.