Joey and Phoebe

We sneak across the room and peek at who is on the couch. Phoebe straddles her husband. She still wears her tight athletic top and yoga pants. She grinds on hips on Joey’s nude body. Her fingers dig into his chest hair.

She asks him, “How long have you wanted to fuck Monica?”

“Since I first met her, and saw her fat ass,” Joey replies as his wife rubs on his erection.

“Was it as good as you imagined,” Phoebe asked?”

“Wetter and tighter,” he replies. “She wanted me as bad as I wanted her.”

“Did you get it out of your system? I set this up so you could fuck her. I obviously knew you would have the biggest dick.” Her hips move back and forth, back and forth.

Joey answers, “I would fuck her again if I could, but I don’t think she wants me anymore. I destroyed her little pussy.”

“Yeah you’re such an animal. It was hot watching you rail her with your horse cock.” She rubs her hands up his chest to his neck. “You probably would’ve broken Rachel’s stick body in half.”

“Oh I would love to split her in two,” Joey admits. “But she has no ass. I’d have to fuck her where I could see how her big tits bounce.”

“No way those are real,” Phoebe says. “I wish Chandler would’ve gotten her naked so I could’ve checked her out.”

“Yeah Chandler was lame,” Joey agrees. “He didn’t even fuck her.”

Rachel speaks up and startles them. “Oh he did fuck me. I just didn’t want you prevs watching as his big girthy cock split me in half as he fucked me from behind while smacking my ass.” She opens her blanket to reveal her tits. “And they’re very real.” She closes the blanket. “But you’ll never get to see them bounce.”

She takes my hand and leads me into Phoebe and Joey’s bedroom. She quickly closes and locks the door. She says, “Oh my god. What assholes. Let’s dig through their stuff and then fuck until we fall asleep.”