Talking on the seats.

As Abbey climbed out of the pool, Tyrone just watched, “Do you and George do this often?” he asked.

“Swim naked?” Abbey said teasingly as she returned to the seat beside the pool.

Tyrone tilted his head to the side, “I mean, share partners?”

Abbey shook her head, “First time, and it was just a little head.”

Tyrone smiled, “So you just shared your mouth?” he asked.

Abbey shot him a look, “If you are going to complain,” she didn’t get to finish as Tyrone interrupted her standing over her seat.

“Do I look like I’m complaining? Your mouth felt great, I wish I could feel it more,” he fiddled with his phone and shortly after Abbey’s beeped.

Abbey picked her phone up and looked at the photo again. She looked sexy, sucking on that black cock. “God George is going to love this,” she said, forwarding it.

Tyrone lay back in the seat, his cock lying hard against his stomach, “Glad I could help.”

They lay there for only a few moments before Abbey’s phone beeped. She laughed, “George is asking if there is one with my mouth full of your cum.”

Tyrone laughed before saying, “What are you replying to?”

“I’m telling him I didn’t suck you off to completion, just a photo or two,” she said before sending.

Tyrone picked his wine back up and sipped as they sat there in slightly awkward silence. When Abbey’s phone beeped again, she laughed and rolled her eyes. “What?” Tyrone asked.

“He’s asking me why not and that you must be swollen and sore,” she said.

“Well, he’s not wrong, but I’m not complaining,” Tyrone said. Abbey picked up the bottle of wine and refilled their glasses, “Did you reply?” he asked.

Abbey nodded, “I asked him if he thought his wife was an easy slut,” she said.

As she spoke, her phone buzzed again, and Tyrone said, “What do you think he replied with?”

“Knowing him, he is probably going to say yes,” she said. She looked at the phone and smiled before turning it to face Tyrone.

“I was hoping so, yes,” he read out before laughing. “Your husband really wants you to be a slut?” he asked.

“What gave it away? Him asking me to sunbathe naked for you to see, or telling me I should suck your cock for a photo?” she shot back.

Tyrone shrugged, “A little of everything,” he said with a grin. “If you like, we can try and mix up something that looks like cum and pour some into your mouth. I’m sure there are guides online.”

Abbey laughed, “I’m surprised you didn’t just offer to cum in my mouth.”

Tyrone rolled over to look at her, “Well, I figured if that’s what you wanted, you would just ask, but if you want to tease your husband, I’m sure we can find an alternative.”

“And if I wanted the real thing?” she asked.

Tyrone grinned like a cat with a bowl of cream, “Well, I suppose I could help you with that,” he said. “Though the question is how much of a slut George would like you to be?”

Abbey laughed, “If George had his way, I would toss my pill in the toilet and put up a sign saying ‘free to all cummers,’” she laughed. She saw Tyrone’s cock flex at her words. “Oh my God, if George said you could try and knock me up, you would take him up on the offer?”

Tyrone shrugged again, “Can you blame me? Sexy woman, huge tits, gorgeous arse. Any man would give their left nut to have a go at knocking you up.”

Abbey found herself squeezing her legs together, “Well, right now, he’s not saying that,” she said.

Tyrone shook his head, “Nope, just that he wants to see you with a mouthful of my cum.”

Abbey bit her lip, “Well, yes.”

Tyrone smiled, “I can't say I wouldn’t like to see that myself.”

Abbey laughed, “You would like to see every part of me filled with your cum I’m sure.”

“Are you offering?” he asked.