Can I join?

Becka actually looks a little nervous, before the next words come out of her mouth, which is really something because Becka is never nervous. "Can.. can I join you?"

I can't help it, my cock practically leaps as it's half buried in my wife. Meg's eyes flick to me and a small smile plays across her face. She looks back at Becka and says "Sure Becks," as she squeezes my throbbing cock with the walls of her cunt. "It sounds like you've been thinking about this for a long time, so we'll follow your lead." My wife looks at me and says, "Right honey?" I just dumbly nod looking back and forth between these two gorgeous women. I can't believe this is actually happening.

Becka just stares at us breathing heavily, her fingers still buried motionless deep inside her lower lips. The silence becomes a little too drawn out and I'm afraid it isn't actually happening when Becka finally begins to move.