Deborah swung around to face Mike.

I let go of Deborah's ass and held onto her waist for dear life as she bounced on my lap with increased vigor, bringing herself to a long and loud orgasm.

Susan helped bring her wife down with light kisses from her breast to her neck and finally her lips. My wife leaned over to kiss me, grabbing my hand to one of her breasts.

"You didn't cum?" Deborah asked, looking over her shoulder at me. I could feel her pussy muscles playfully squeeze my still hard cock inside her.

"Nope," I smiled back.

"I guess I have to ride you harder," she giggled, giving Susan a wink.

"Remember we're trying to get pregnant," Susan scoffed.

"We are," I assured her with a mischievous grin.

Deborah gave her wife a kiss and rotated on my cock until she sat sideways on my lap -- I nearly came there and then from the sensation of her tight cunt twisting around my cock. Then, like a Vegas showgirl dancer, she swung a long leg over my head so she could face me.

"Ready to make a baby?" she asked, grabbing my hands to cup her big tits.

"Always," I chuckled.

With that, she slid up and down my erection like a cowgirl on an untamed broncho. I played with her jiggling tits, taking one in my mouth then alternating to the other.

When she came I was fighting not to cum myself despite what Susan said.

"I'm tired..." Deborah sighed after she recovered from her latest orgasm.

"Let me take over," I replied.

"Make sure you cum this time," Susan warned. I think she wasn't pissed that I was enjoying being fucked by her wife but more that she wasn't laid herself from the look of frustration on her flushed face.