Pillow Talk

"After yesterday, I certainly wasn't going to pass up a chance to go to bed with you. That was super hot. Who was fucking you? Your husband?" you ask, rubbing her nipples.

"No, I'm not married. That was my boyfriend. He stays over about twice a week or so," she replied with a purr.

"Do you share with him often?" you query with a wry grin on your face.

"Well, since he didn't open his eyes, he didn't know, but I told him all about it last night, inbetween fucking sessions. When we share, it involves a girl. He got quite excited by the idea that you could come and fuck my mouth with him right there, and he didn't know it. He's not mad. In fact, he said he could be convinced to do it again -- a little threesome. He knows I'm hard to satisfy; I always want more. I guess I'm kind of a nympho that way. So he lets me fuck any time he's not around, and I give him the same leeway. It just makes him hornier for me. It seems that you don't mind sharing me, right?" she asked, her fingers idly caressing your cock, which twitches to near stiffness.

"As long as I get to have sex with you, I don't care who else you fuck," you reply, and you mean it. At this point, she starts licking your nipple near her head, and you moan. Your cock is hard from the stimulation.

"Oh, good. It looks like Little John is ready for some more." Without another word, Jan swings a leg over you and straddles your legs. She scoots forward until she has your manhood trapped in the folds of her pussy lips.