Making a sandwich

Paul took one step forward, lifted Robin, and tossed her over his broad shoulder. Effortlessly, he carried her up a flight of stairs. Rob followed close behind. They entered a huge master bedroom. One entire wall was glass facing the ocean. Paul gently placed Robin on the bed; the covers were already pulled back.

The two men quickly pulled down their Speedos and climbed onto the bed on either side of Robin. For the next twenty minutes they explored every inch of the young housewife's body. With fingers and tongues they drove her into one orgasm after another.

Eventually, Rob climbed up and between Robin's legs. She watched as the man's long, graceful cock entered her pussy. Slowly, he began fucking. Robin realized that this was going to be glorious.

Suddenly, Rob stopped, his eyes opened wide with delight. Robin looked over the young man's shoulder. Paul had climbed up behind his partner. He was slowly fucking up and down. Robin realized that Paul was fucking Rob's ass.

"Mmmmm," Robin pulled Rob down, "don't stop fucking me!"

It didn't take long for Rob and Paul to get in rhythm. Both men drove their cocks down and pulled out slowly in time. Robin's body shuddered as she came again. She watched as Rob's eyes lit up; she knew that he was coming, filling her with his cum. Paul groans announced that he was coming too.

The three fell together in a heap. After a long time of touching and kissing, Paul slipped off of the bed. Robin watched him open a drawer. Smiling, he turned holding up a foot-long, wrist-thick dildo. "Would you like to use this now?"