He eats her out (before she returns the favor)

"Those are fucking hot, babe," Chris said.

"Thanks, baby," Jess said. "John actually picked them out for me."

Chris looked at you and laughed. "Really? Well, John sure has great taste in panties," he said, and rubbed your hair like you had done a good job. He then reached his hand around Jess and firmly grabbed her tight little butt. "Hey, look at how fucking wet she is, man."

You looked. Her panties were soaked through. "Wow, yeah," you said softly.

"That's what happens when she's around a real man," Chris said. He brought his hand around and pulled her panties to the side so that he could slide two of his fingers into her pussy.

She started moaning like crazy, her legs started to tremble, and she grabbed onto Chris's shoulders to stay standing. "Oh my goddddd," she said, "Keep doing that, yesss.”

“Got a better idea, babe.” He stood up suddenly and grabbed her with both hands, one on her ass and one over the opposite shoulder, and threw her onto the couch. As he peeled his hands away, her panties came with them, baring her shaved pussy. Then he knelt at the foot of the sofa, his quads bulging beneath his boxers, and went down on her.

“Ohhh yes,” she moaned, “I love it when you lick my pussy.” You shuffled to the side for a better view, to see the action of Chris’ tongue as it massaged Jess’ slit, quickly but unhurriedly. Her face was red, and her toes were beginning to curl. “Watch how Chris licks my pussy, baby. He licks it soo good.” You’re a bit put out by this, because you thought of yourself as a good head-giver, but you’re also almost…aroused to see your girl treated like this. So much so, that you reached down to your swollen cock and started to stroke it. Neither Jess, her eyes rolling with pleasure, nor Chris, buried in her crotch, could see you, but you’re not sure you’d care if they could.

“Ahh Chris,” Jess half-whispered. “You’re gonna make me come with that tongue.” You recognised the signs of her impending orgasm. Her skin and lips were even more flushed, her breathing more pronounced, her feet twitching on Chris’ shoulders. Chris was flicking her nub faster and faster with his tongue, while bringing his fingers back into play and into her holes. You drank it all in, abusing yourself still harder.

“Ohhhhh fuuuckk! Fuckfuckfuckkkk!” Jess came with astounding ****. Her legs throbbed and she gasped for air between shrieks. Chris was quick off the floor; he sat himself up next to her, and balanced her lolled head on her shoulder, cradling her wobbly naked body manfully. He smirked down at me with one hand in her hair and the other at the hem of his boxers, which did little to conceal the size of his penis.

“Learn anything buddy? You know this best thing about giving your girl here awesome head is, well, she gives as good as she gets. You must know, right?” But you didn’t, really, because that was one of the things Jess didn’t really do with you. She’d fuck you, and she’d tug you, and she might give you a little lick or a suckle on a good night, but you could hardly call it head. You didn’t really want to believe she’d treat Chris any differently. “Babe, I need you to suck my dick. Suck it good like you used to.”

Jess opened her eyes slowly and smiled at Chris’ eyes, then his crotch, then me. “Honey, you don’t mind, do you? I do owe him one. And a blowjob isn’t like, sex, anyway.” She raises half an eyebrow at you.