"What is it, Elizabeth?"
"I... don't just want you to fuck me while everyone else watches. I want everyone to join in," Elizabeth blurted, then smiled as her face burned in a blush. "I want to share the love you gave us with everyone one last time, before we go our separate ways again."
We looked at Elizabeth with open jaws as she walked over to Stephanie and locked arms with her best friend. "What do you say, girls?" grinned Elizabeth.
"I like where this is going," Amy smirked, giving her snatch a stroke. "Set us up, Elizabeth. Ian, you mind holding the camera?"
"It would be my pleasure," I bowed my head, raising an open palm for my wife to hand over her recording device. Elizabeth had already glomped Stephanie to the floor, kissing her blonde bestie in a luscious lashing of trading tongues as they mashed and molded their mammaries against each other. Resting my eye on the viewfinder, I flipped over Elizabeth's gown, opening access to her shuddering ass underneath. In front of me Amy leaned down to lift Elizabeth by her chin, breaking the best friends' kiss to plant her naked thighs over Stephanie's lips. Talia reached behind my wife, groping both of Amy's breasts with her palms, fingers poised over the nipples. In exchange Amy snaked an arm around her back, headed straight for Talia's quim. Corrine scooched besides Elizabeth, pulling hands from the other two reclining ladies - one to her crotch, another to her chest.
"Do it, Ian," Elizabeth called, apparently waiting for my signal to begin. With my free hand firmly placed on her waist, I slid my trembling tower inside her.
Instantly everyone began to move, like a series of falling, drop-dead sexy dominoes. As soon as Elizabeth began rocking over Stephanie, she gripped Corrine's boob like a stress ball. Stephanie demonstrated her ability to multitasking, tonguing Amy's leaking labia as she twitched her fingers inside of the other blonde. Amy moaned to the ceiling, prompting Talia to massage her front, and shortly after the bisexual beauty began to harmonize with my wife as she was fingered out of sight.
Somehow I managed to shift the camera's perspective, taking shots of the lovemaking from various angles - a task made all the more complicated by my constant shaking from doggystyling Elizabeth into her best friend body pillow, and the fact that I wasn't sure where to focus. Everywhere, my friends were melting into their desire for each other - Talia had migrated her hands down to Amy's thighs, teasing the top of her pussy as Amy nuzzled her neck, while Corrine had wedged a hand underneath Elizabeth to finger Stephanie as Elizabeth tugged her nipple.
It reminded me of the pool party we had years ago, when Stephanie and Elizabeth and I began experimenting. I could never have imagined that ten years later, we'd all snowball into an avalanche of arousal, a fiery inferno of passion and lust - and with each thrust or lick, grasp or groan, we honored our bond of desire, forged in time and love.
For a moment, I nearly forgot that I had yet to cum after five consecutive fuckings. It wasn't until Elizabeth began to flail on top of Stephanie that I was jolted back into my heightened state, in time to witness the ladies fall one by one to their tsunamis of stimulation. Both Corrine and Stephanie went wild, thrashing hands in each other as ambrosia spilled from their twats. Amy swore in an unintelligible mess of babble as she rode Stephanie's quivering face. Talia fell backwards, her eyes rolled back in pleasure, wrenching Amy's hand out of her soaking wet pussy before she accidentally broke my wife's wrist, and a second later my wife tumbled back into Talia's bosom, giving Stephanie a breath of fresh air as she screamed her orgasm before Elizabeth began to French kiss her again.
That left me with the most important question that night.
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