Another Fourth of July

Six months had passed. Six months in office. Six months of Carrie perfecting her wave, and being the perfect wife to the perfect man. They'd gone home to the Panhandle for July 4th, and were between a cord cutting at the local watermelon festival and the evening fireworks. A perfect time for a 'strategy' session with Tommy.

They were by the pool, with additional privacy screens set up around them and above them. Carrie sighed. That was what she really hated about this life. Sometimes she just wanted to have the freedom to be a slut. Tommy and Cassie were on the next lounger over. Both Carrie and Cassie were heavily pregnant. Carrie was having identical twin boys this time. She and John had already picked out Colt and Austin for their names. Cassie was having a boy, which they would name Tommy Jr. As far as they could figure, Cassie was bred on her wedding day. Carrie was most likely bred on Christmas Day.

Carrie rubbed her husband's oiled up cock, gently stroking it, while Cassie did the same to Tommy's cock.

"We are the luckiest men alive," Tommy observed, not for the first time. John tipped his iced tea, clinking it with Tommy's beer. Cassie clambered up Tommy's body, resting her eager young pussy on his big old black cock.

"Mmm, that's it sugartits. That pregnant pussy is horny, isn't it?" He slapped her big white ass, leaving a handprint.

"Mmm, yes it is Daddy," Cassie whimpered. Not to be outdone, Carrie slid up John's frame, holding his cock as she slid down on it.

"You've got the best pussy, Barbie," John said, kissing her wetly. Carrie smiled.

"I know, Daddy."

It wasn't a competition to John and Tommy, but it certainly was for Cassie and Carrie. They both rode their older husbands' cocks vigorously, looking over at each other. Cassie crossed her eyes at Carrie, hoping to throw her off balance. Carrie stuck her tongue out at Cassie. They both bounced up and down, but Tommy yielded first, shooting ropes of cum into his wife. John held out another ten minutes, to Carrie's glee.

Afterwards, they both smoked cigars while the girls sucked them back to health.

"John, you're doing great. If you keep this up, you need to think about higher office," Tommy said.

"Senator?"

"Higher."

"Cabinet?"

"Higher."

"Oh. OH." His cock twitched in Carrie's mouth at the thought.