Sam.

"The door's unlocked!" Deborah shouted.

The door to the master bedroom slowly opened, given us enough time to be a bit more modest, before Sam asked, "Hey guys, are you still naked?"

"Yup!" I responded, lying on my back to show off my cock proudly like a flag pole on the Fourth of July.

"I just wanted to see if you guys need more water after hours of baby making?" she said when she noticed my erection.

"Sure, honey," I smiled.

Sam walked in with pitcher of water and two glasses on a tray. Deborah sat up as my wife placed the tray on top of the dresser.

"Okay, I guess I'll leave you two to continue making a baby..." Sam smiled.

"Wait, Sam," Deborah said.

"What is it?" my wife asked.

"I need a break," Deborah replied, giving me a sly glance as she rubbed her sore pussy leaking of cum. "Can you ask Susan to come upstairs take my spot and so she can try to get pregnant herself?"