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Chapter 13 by OppositeOfMiddle OppositeOfMiddle

How does my wife answer?

She’ll prove that she’s not vanilla

Monica says, “No. It’s an intimate moment I shared with my husband. It wouldn’t be right to let you listen.”

Phoebe looks as disappointed as me. I’ll have to ask my wife another time if I can listen to it with her. It might make for a good mood setter during foreplay.

“But I’ll prove to you that I’m not vanilla,” Monica says.

“How?” Phoebe asks, her head on a pillow, her knees bent, her feet on the bed.

“Move over Chandler,” my wife commands.

I move, and Monica attacks Phoebe with a kiss. Her hand immediately shoots between Phoebe’s legs. Damn my wife has told me she’s kissed another girl before but I don’t think she’s ever fingered another. This might still be vanilla for Phoebe but it’s an incredible view for me. I have to touch myself to the sight. I pull off my boxer briefs and slowly stroke myself.

Monica breaks the kiss and asks, “Is this vanilla?”

“If we were bisexual or lesbians, then yes,” Phoebe smiles, “but for you, this is a wild and crazy move.”

Monica doesn’t liked being teased like that. Her thick eyebrows scrunch together. Her mouth clenches in. She’s serious now. She sits up, turns her back to the headboard, and throws a leg over Phoebe’s petite body. Her thick body straddling Phoebe really shows up their size difference. My wife must weigh at least 90 lbs more than her.

She lowers her hips and sits her enormous ass on Phoebe’s face. Phoebe’s head disappears behind my wife’s thick thighs. Monica looks at me proudly like she just came up with the perfect plan to shut Phoebe up. Then her face morphs with pleasure: her eyes close and her mouth erupts in a moan. “Oh god.”

Phoebe is eating out my wife while she suffocates her face. I don’t know why my wife didn’t expect that, but she’s very much enjoying the surprise. I see Phoebe spreading her legs wider apart but my wife isn’t getting the hint.

I say, “She wants you to return the favor.”

“What?” My wife asks. She’s so distracted by the pleasure that Phoebe is giving her.

“Go down on her,” I say, pointing to Phoebe’s waiting pussy.

Does my wife go down on Phoebe?

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