Wife on husband

"This one is mine," I said as I walked over to Susan and jabbed her in the chest with two fingers. "Really? Andi? I understand some of the things that happened at the beach because we were kinda on vacation, but Andi? You own sister...in-law?"

"I can explain-"

"Oh I'm sure," I said as I grabbed the front of her shirt and ripped it open, sending buttons flying. I ran both hands over her now bare chest, squeezing the nipples. She hissed. I then dragged the nails of one hand down, over her stomach, along the top of her hard cock, back down the bottom and then over her sack.

"Thing is...that's my cock and balls. I don't mind you having some fun with it...but as a married couple shouldn't you at least ask permission before you stick it in some random slut?"

"Susie!" Andi snapped. She was still sitting on the edge of the counter.

"You did just fuck OUR husband in our kitchen," Carla said and my sister's eyes went wide at her choice of words. "Now I'm going to fuck you."

"I'm not into girls," Carla protested.

"Oh, you're not going to be in any girls," Carla said, and before Andi could say anything else she stepped forward and shoved the strap-on into her already wet pussy.

As they started fucking, I grabbed Susan by the back of the head and gently pushed her to her knees in front of me. I thought I saw genuine sadness in her eyes.

"Beg me."

"Please...baby...please forgive me," she said. It sounded genuine, but I had a point to make. "I'm sorry."

"You are sorry," I said. "What are you sorry for right now?"

"I'm sorry I fucked...your sister," Susan said.

"You liked it didn't you?" I asked. "Be honest or things will get worse."

"Yes," she admitted. I shoved a foot gently between her legs and raised my toes into her balls. "Oh god."

"So you fucked Andi right her in our kitchen and you liked it? Do you know how wrong and how perverted that is?'

"Y-yes," she moaned as I massaged her testicles with my toes.

Beside us, Andi seemed to have forgotten about not being into girls, because they were now making out as Carla fucked her pussy.

"Please...give me another chance," Susan begged. "I promise I am going to...oh fuck... I'm going to...do better."

"What else are you sorry for?"

"I'm sorry for all the girls I fucked at the beach," she said. "Please...fuck... don't stop. I'm sorry for getting Carla pregnant. I'm sorry for all the years I was an awful spouse. I'm sorry I never satisfied you sexual. I could have...I just didn't."

"That's a good start," I said as I stepped forward and buried her face in my pussy. She immediately started eating it.

I was amazed at how good it felt to finally hear her apologize for how she had treated me all those years. Part of me wished I had my cock right now so I could make her suck it, but she was doing pretty good eating her own pussy.

Besides us, Carla pulled the dildo out of Andi's pussy, then helped her to her feet. She then bent her over the counter and entered her pussy from behind.