You want to make babies with Marie instead.

"Nah, Hon," you tell Claire, with a knowing nudge. "We've discussed this fantasy even before getting married last month..."

"...er, what fantasy...?" Marie asks.

At first Claire hesitates.

"Uh, right... Okay," Claire begins, between her final licks over Marie's face. "When my baby and I were screwing around one Friday night... you know, really just fucking until he COULD NOT cum anymore. We fantasized that it would be real neat for all of us... and you too... if I shared my husband with you. I mean, since you've been trying to get kids for three years now, by your own admission." Claire finished with a smile, saying, "We certainly got enough right now..."

Marie's eyes light up. "What, you'd really do that for me!?" While finding our approval, she has to think about it, but the extra good news from us hits her by surprise!

"You guys are also pregnant?! Oh that's wonderful!" she shrieks. "Well, it only makes sense then, that I put his potent juice to actual work... instead of wasting it all on random blowjobs and jackoff sessions!" Her mouth widens into the best smile you've seen in years.

"We could hardly agree with you more strongly," you say, warmly holding each woman's shoulder.

"Well, come on then, let's go!" cries Marie excitedly. With that, she takes the two of you by the hand and lead you upstairs to your bedroom. At first you're surprised, but then you had no doubt she and Claire had been in here while you were at work. Thank goodness today is a holiday. You chime in, "Well, since you know your way around my house, I'll let you ride me if you want!"

Marie agrees, saying to Claire, "Boy, it must be great to be married to such a, uh, well, sharing stud!"

Claire smiles and says, "Oh, he's only half of the relationship! But even after roving his eyes all over a festive Mexican or Italian restaurant, he's always glad to come home with me! He knows I'm one in a million."

Marie walks into the bedroom first, proudly correcting Claire, saying, "No, WE'RE one in a million..." with a sly smile.

As you get on the bed, you continue, "...and it's especially cool that you can get off each other and keep it out of the neighborhood gossip... I had seriously no idea until just now that Marie had even been in here!"

The women both blush and smile. "Well, welcome to our clique, Honey," purrs Claire, kissing you deeply. You can only slide down as Marie sees your beefstick stand firmly at attention. You really want this, as much as the two women did.

Marie is mesmerized by its handsomeness as she climbs on the bed and over your legs, carefully bringing herself over the wagging head of your ferocious cock. With much pride and joy, Marie lets herself down over your thick cock, enveloping the treasure as she goes. She moves in a seemingly slow and sacred routine. Or she could just be taking her time. But you instinctively feel she was almost in tears, although Marie had a growing smile as she slides down...

Claire joins you on the bed, kissing you deeply and passionately. You can only kiss her as deeply and hard back. Your grand luck and planning of a seemingly out-of-the-question fantasy is becoming reality by the moment. Claire slides her hands around Marie's proud bouncing and rocking body, cradling and massaging your life-giving balls for an extra workout.

Marie presses on, fucking you harder and deeper -- becoming tighter and wetter... You grab her bouncing breasts and find the nipples to be unquestionably hard... almost like diamonds. And she demonstrates to you how they ached as you delicately squeeze them...

Putting her hands over your thick, manly chest, she orders you not to hold back. Or is that pleading? She's crying, saying that she had tried many things with her husband and nothing worked. You turn to Claire and can only smile. She smiles back and kisses you again.

Marie spins her head back and forth, knocking her dark locks of hair this way and that, huskily moaning, crying, sobbing and gasping, bringing both of you to an overwhelming orgasm that could shatter a weaker soul. She feels your jizz slosh within her already soaking orifice and you can feel every single squeeze coming from that mature mound of wholesome consensual sex.

She falls on top of you while still allowing you to dribble all you have for her on that particular moment. You lie there for the longest time, your staff still imbedded deep within her, while Claire resumes kissing, rubbing and massaging various aching parts. But it isn't exclusively for you anymore. She gives plenty of attention to your newfound sex partner.

You clear your throat, asking Marie how many kids she wants. She doesn't know. "But I'll take everything I can hold," she moans with glowing pride.

"Don't worry," Claire sighs pleasantly, getting up and licking down Marie's spine. "We're willing to give it all, because he makes more all the time. He really is a factory of many things, lust and sperm to name a few."