Well, why not?

Rodney tucked the bone into his shirt pocket. “If that’s what the lady wants-“

“It is.” With unexpected strength, Mary spun Rodney across the floor and against the mirrored wall. She kissed his deeply, mashing against him, and taking one of hands, slide it between her thighs so he could feel how wet she was. Pulling away, she yanked Rodney’s pants down to his ankles. Mary planted her hands on the floor and walked her legs up the wall so that Rodney was between them, looking down her ass at her back. It took a moment for Rodney to appreciate how strong Mary must be to still do everything she could as an tiny yoga teacher. Rodney reflected that he may have created a monster, but he didn’t let that stop him from grabbing a plush ass cheek and maneuvering his erection to Mary’s thick cunt.

“C’mon! Right there! Get it in! Fuck me, yeah, yeah!”

“Hey, Janey!” Rodney called over to the sitting bimbo. “Come get in on this!”

“Good idea. Hey, bitch, get your cunt in my face.” Mary commanded.

Janey minced over and dropped to her haunches, her own massive tits jiggling comically. She presented her snatch to Mary, who leaned in from her handstand to kiss and lick. Janey laughed, only pausing to gasp and groan, as she used her fingers to part her pussy for Mary. Rodney fit himself into Mary and started slowly, working up the speed of his thrusts and being rewarded with the quaking of Mary’s butt.

“You’re freakier than I thought.”

“You don’t know me, you beautiful bastard.” Mary cackled. “What’s even your name?”

He wrapped two arms around Mary’s waist and started to really pound. “You can call me - unf! – Hot Rod.”

Pincered between Mary’s legs, Rodney put all his strength into making the huge woman jiggle with each thrust. Mary tightened around him, inside and out, like a vice. The blow job earlier had lightened his balls a little bit, letting Rodney draw it out. But after ten minutes of intense effort, he could only bellow and let his cum fly, pumping load after load. Even as he waned, Mary kept milking his half-chub. Rodney yanked his dick free and patted Mary’s leg like a wrestler tapping out. He slid down the wall to a sitting position.

“That’s me. I’m sorry, I need a moment.”

“That’s alright.” Mary eased herself down and rolled herself around to sit against the wall next to Rodney. She licked her pussy-coated lips. “We’ve got a plan B.”

Mary beckoned for Janey with a crook of her finger. Janey climbed over Mary’s tummy and tried to kiss away her own juices. Mary let this go on for a moment, before grabbing Janey by the hair and pulling her head back. “Listen up. Two fingers. Knuckles deep. Now.”

“Yess’m.” Janey gasped. She reached down and stuck her fingers into Mary’s twat, pumping back and forth. Mary didn’t let go of Janey’s hair; she pulled on it harder and harder, telling Janey to go faster and faster. Finally, Mary’s whole face bunched up. She punctuated her orgasm with a throaty growl behind closed lips. Her grip tightened so much that Janey whinnied in pain.

Mary sighed with contentment and let Janey go. The abused blond rolled to the side, idly teasing a nipple. “Now who’s gonna make me come?”

“I got this.” Rodney touch the bone, then got up on all fours and crawled around to Janey. Putting face in Janey’s lap, he whispered. “Janey’s a good girl.”

The squirt hit Rodney in the face. Janey threw her head back in a musical shriek and spasmed so hard, she kicked Rodney in the stomach. As Janey peppered Rodney’s head with kisses in apology, Mary laughed so hard she had to wipe a tear from her eye. Putting a hand down to steady herself, she felt something hard and metal. She picked up her wedding ring. It must have rolled over to the wall when she dropped it earlier.

“Shit. We’re gonna have to explain this to my husband.”