Time to catch them.

Veevee stepped up to the side of the couch in the front room of Walkers' cruise ship suite. She bent forward, sticking out her naked butt, and looked back at Tosh. "Please, I'm so hot, and Hank is asleep," she said. "Please bring that over here."

Hank loved his wife's rear view. He could see her moist inner pussy lips glistening between her blonde-fuzzed outer lips. He caught a hint of her aroused scent, just as it must have been that night.

"Oh YES!" Veevee cried as the young Japanese man entered her from behind. He squeezed her buttocks, she pushed back to meet him, and they worked up to a quick, slapping rhythm, both of them moaning loudly as they fucked.

"Ahhhh, hai!" Mariko breathed, watching them. She whispered to Hank, "Her face, it was so beautiful when my husband entered her! I still see it!"

"Yes, I see that too. Every time I see that look I fall in love with her again." Hank replied to Tosh's pregnant wife.

"Ah, irete, irete, irete," Mariko chanted quietly with her husband's thrusts. Her own face glowed with pleasure.

Hank wondered if things had gone like that in his office that night, Veevee presenting her naked rear and beckoning Tosh, the young Japanese intern obediently mounting his boss's wife, Veevee fucking back hard against his eager thrusts in the depths of the night. He hoped so. His cock swelled. He loved seeing his wife lose herself in sex, and he loved the motion of Tosh's trim golden butt as he gave himself to Veevee.

Mariko laughed softly and tilted her chin up toward Hank's ear. "Is it time for you to catch them with red hands, do you think?" she asked.

"Maybe so," he whispered. "Do you think Tosh could take me, I mean, my penis isn't not too big for him?"

Mariko's face crinkled in a merry expression. She looked down and gently took hold of Hank's erection with her soft hand. "Oh, yes," she said. "You must certainly put your penis into my husband. I have put larger toys in him. But I do not think his face will look like your wife's! Let me get you ready."

Mariko picked up a square packet with a smiling Japanese cartoon face printed on one side. She opened it and added a drop of creamy lube inside the tip. She pulled Hank's foreskin clear of his large glans and carefully worked the condom over it, then smoothed it down his shaft. She picked up a silvery bottle with a long narrow tip. Hank was startled for a second at the resemblance to Super Glue, but the clear fluid that Mariko squeezed from the tip was thin and slick. She looked up. "It is silicone. Very slippy." She handed it to him. "More, to put on him." She put a soft hand on Hank's butt and pushed gently. "Catch them quick!"

Veevee's moans were getting deeper and more ragged as Tosh fucked her. Her hands squeezed into the fabric of the stateroom couch as his pelvis thrust forward, slapping against her buttocks again and again. Tosh's eyes narrowed as his own arousal grew.

"Oh honey, you're hitting me just right," Veevee said. "Oh yes, oh yes, OH fuck yes..."

"What have we here?" Hank said, pretending to discover them.

Veevee squeaked in pretend surprise. Tosh stopped, his cock bridging his body to Veevee's.

"Oh I am so sorry sir!" Tosh said. His hands flew up as if Hank had come to threaten him.

Hank put a hand on Tosh's lower back, holding him in place. "No, don't pull out! Do you know how much hell I'd catch if we leave Veevee hanging? Keep going, finish her!"

"Yes... sir," Tosh said. He put his hands on Veevee's hips and started moving again.

"Oh yes sugar!" Veevee cried.

"No nonsense, girl," Hank told his wife. "You're getting off right now." He knelt by her side and rubbed a little of Mariko's silicone on his fingertips. One hand slid under her, and one hand went up to the crease between her full buttocks. He slicked up Veevee's anus with the lubricant.

"Oh!" Veevee said at his touch. She breathed raggedly, panting as Tosh kept thrusting.

Hank's other hand felt through Veevee's bush as her mound quivered with Tosh's strokes, seeking and finding the swollen head of her clitoris. "Let's get this girl off, Tosh. Fuck her hard, really hit her."

Tosh quickened his strokes. The slapping sound of skin on skin filled the room. Hank pinched and rolled her clit. Veevee's moans deepened, and her hips started shaking. Hank started rubbing a fingertip on Veevee's anus and watched his wife carefully. Her blonde head dipped, her shoulders tensed, and she took a deep breath. Hank counted three more strokes of Tosh's cock as the young man's abdomen slapped against his hand, then stiffened his finger and curled it to penetrate Veevee's ass.

"OH!" Veevee cried. Her hips bucked and her whole body shook with the waves of orgasm. "OH FUCK! YES!"

Hank kept strumming his wife's clitoris. Tosh held on, not thrusting. It was all he could do to keep his penis inside Veevee as she bucked and spasmed.

Veevee had lost her words now, and her cries of pleasure were simply sounds. Her face and chest were pink with a sex flush. Though she shook with the pulses of her orgasm, her knees held and she kept her position, bent over the stateroom couch. After a long minute, maybe two, her body settled down to a quiver and her voice to a whimper of pleasure. Hank gently withdrew his hands, and Tosh started moving again, stroking his penis into Veevee from behind.

"Are you close?" Hank asked Tosh.

"H-hai," Tosh replied affirmatively.

"Can I try getting my cock inside you before you come?" Hank asked.

"H-yes," Tosh said.

Hank renewed the coat of silicone on the condom that Mariko had given him and stepped behind Tosh. Hank put a hand on Tosh's back to hold him steady while Hank pointed the little nozzle between Tosh's trim golden buttocks to lubricate Tosh's anus. Hank held his cock head touching Tosh's opening and paused. "Your mom and dad are in the bedroom with Jim and Sally. Is it all right with you if they walk in on this?"

"Hai," Tosh said.

"Yes, please!" urged Mariko. Tosh's wife was unafraid of courting her in-laws' disapproval.

"Okey dokey, Tosh, push out at me," Hank said.

Hank felt Tosh's ring pushing back out at him and opening. The super-slick lube really did the trick and Hank felt his cock head pop inside the younger man's ass. Tosh cried out as Hank entered him.

Tosh's ass was hot and tight on Hank's cock. "Damn that feels good," Hank said.

It had been weeks since Hank had had the pleasure of another man's ass. Though Hank regularly enjoyed anal intercourse with Veevee and often took top or bottom with his old friend Jim Walker, penetrating a young man was a special thrill for Hank. Especially when Hank got to feel his partner's orgasm.

"You think you can get off, Tosh?" Hank asked.

"Hai. S-stay with me, do not push deep," Tosh said.

Mariko giggled. She was getting her wish.

"Veevee love, you still good?" Hank asked.

"Oh, yes," Veevee said. "Yes. More."

"All right, Tosh, you lead. Move how you like," Hank said. "You feel real good. I might not last long."

"Oh yes," Veevee breathed as Tosh's penis started moving inside her.

"Oh yeah," echoed Hank, as the younger man's ass tugged at his cock.

Tosh moaned wordlessly.