Taylor begs you to fuck her

Mary Forbes sits back on the bed. She's in a dreamy glow from jilling off while talking her husband through a titty-fuck of one of his Other Women over the phone. Mary absent-mindedly strokes her fingers along Taylor's back and over Taylor's spanked-pink bad girl butt cheeks. Mary's big boobs and Taylor's bright pink bare butt give you enough eye candy to start firming up again.

"Hey Taylor, what do you need?" you say.

"Oh God, Tom, can you get it up for me?" Taylor says. "Just take me, take me just like this."

You shake your head, not quite believing, and grin. "Sure Tay, what's a big bro for?"

"Bless you Tom, for cleaving to Taylor in her time of need," Mary says, "To know her in the way of love as a man does a woman."

Something in Mary's voice hardens you right up.

"Yes ma'am," you say. You kneel behind Taylor. Her rear view is very cute, up there with your favorite girlfriend at college, but extra special somehow because it's Taylor's pussy lips swollen open, wet from Mary's tongue and waiting for you.