He fucks Amy.

"Honey," I groaned, giving my wife a playful smack on her ass, "I need to fuck Amy."

She whined when she felt my cock slip out of her pussy and looked over her shoulder to give me a smile. "No, make love to her," she said before rolling off of Amy.

Amy laid strewn on the armchair with her thighs spread wide apart and her glistening pussy beckoning me.

I grinned at the sight of my beautiful redheaded lover. "My last bride to deflower!"

"Be gentle with me, Ian," she giggled as I stood between her legs.

"Help me put it in," I whispered, resting my hands on the armrests so I hovered over her.

She reached between our bodies to grab hold of my stone-hard erection, slick with the juices of her best friends. She pulled me towards the softness of her opening and we both moaned when we felt the tip of my cock slip past her wet pussy lips.

"Make love to me, Ian," she purred, staring deeply into my eyes as my cock slowly sank deeper into her hot love tunnel.

I leaned down and kissed her as I kept my thrusts in and out of her at a slow and steady pace. We were so lost in each other that we had completely forgotten of the four women watching us make love.

Amy broke our kiss and pleaded, "Harder, Ian!"

I grabbed her ankles and threw her legs over my shoulders and leaned forward, knowing that she had no problem being folded like that. My balls was slapping her puckered starfish like a drummer high on coke.

"I love you," I grunted, knowing that I was about the cross the point of no return.

"I know," she smiled and pulled my head down so she could whisper in my ear. "Cum in me and father my baby!"

I wasn't sure if she was still role-playing the bride on her wedding night or was just fantasizing that I was Adam's father. I couldn't stop the inevitable because my primal reptilian part of my brain got even more excited at the instinctive thought of "Must reproduce!"

I felt my balls tighten and, with a loud grunt, my churning cock spewed jets of semen into Amy's womb. Exhausted I collapsed on top of her.