He can do it.

"Yes I can," Billy assured. Showing his impressive strength, he lifted Veevee even higher before carefully bringing her back down, slowly filling her with his cock.

"Oh my God," Veevee moaned in stunned pleasure.

"Damn," Hank said, impressed by the younger man's upper body strength. He managed to do it without any wall support or anything. "She really likes that position," Hank told Billy. "Look at the blissful look on her face."

Indeed Veevee's face was practically aglow. "I feel like I'm on cloud nine!"

"Ready, beautiful?" Billy asked.

"Ready? Right here in the middle of the room? You don't need support at all?" She asked, stunned.

"Nope," he assured, slowly lifting her up and lowering her down to prove it, his hands firmly gripping her ass.

"Oh God!" She gasped, her eyes lighting up. "He really can, Hank!"

Hank was somewhat envious of the young man's strength. He wasn't lying about Veevee loving to be picked up and fucked at the same time, but Hank typically wasn't strong enough to carry her for long. That envy though was overshadowed by gratitude to Billy for giving Veevee this chance to do something she loved and gratified to see the unbridled joy on her face. He couldn't help but smile at the enraptured look on her face. "I think you should start, Billy."

"Yes please," Veevee agreed.

"Okay, hang on," Billy recommended.

Veevee tightened her legs around his waist and wrapped her arms around his neck. Suddenly she was moaning uncontrollably as Billy began to raise her up and down on his cock.

"Shit! This is so good!" Veevee cried out, her moans getting louder as Billy managed to lift her and bring her down even faster. "I feel like a pornstar!" she said with a laugh, but the increased pace quickly caused her to cease talking and make a variety of pleased cries, moans, and unintelligible words.

Hank was transfixed on the action, most notably the look of near-primal bliss on his wife's face. Veevee didn't speak, but through her sounds of pleasure she looked at him with loving eyes.

"Cumming, Billy! You're making me cum!" Veevee cried out.

"Do it, Veevee. We want you to cum for us!" Billy encouraged.

Veevee lifted her head toward the ceiling and let out a passionate cry of release as she came hard on Billy's cock. Finally Billy's reserves of strength seemed to give out, but he managed to move backwards so that they landed on the couch.

"That was amazing," Hank said, in awe at the powerful scene.

"It was," Veevee said softly. She gave Billy a series of affectionate kisses. "Thank you."

"It was my pleasure," he said charmingly, returning one of Veevee's sweet kisses.

"You didn't cum though," Veevee pointed out as the realization hit her.

"I've been reading Tantric techniques for holding back," he explained.

"Well that won't do," Hank said. "You gave Veevee such a strong performance that you should get something back."

"Hank's right," Veevee agreed. "I'm a little tired right now, but I should recover in a bit. Or we can wait until the others arrive. I'm sure Sally or one of the other ladies can cater to your needs for a time. Or perhaps, if you have any bi attractions, you and Hank can have a go?"