I think we should give her a thorough test..

"I think we should give her a thorough test," Meg says, her pulse visibly pounding in the vein in her neck. She's blushed brighter than you've seen in a long time, and she has a look on her face that you haven't seen in forever. It takes you a second to place it.

Hungry. She's hungry. But it's that type of wicked sexual hunger that she hasn't had for anyone in a long time, not even for you. But she used to look at you that way. You would have been instantaneously hard if you weren't already, and right now it feels like your dick is alive and trying to throb and buck its way through your pants.

"What kind of tests?" you ask wickedly, grinning.

"Well, how about," Meg said and then slid next to you, her lips brushing your neck. You got the feeling she was looking at Amy in the other room, her gaze devouring the grunge-clad redhead. You immediately broke out in goosebumps, even before her lips teased against your neck as she huskily whispered.

"Cock sucking," she breathed and slid her hand over the ridge in your pants. Amy would have seen it if she was looking.

"Cunt eating," she said, her lips brushing against your neck. Meg almost never used that word and it always made you hard just hearing it because of that. Your cock throbbed in her hand and you felt her nails rake along your length. These weren't your tight pants, but you knew that your cockhead and the two thick veins would be visible through the denim.

"Milk drinking," she whispered. You know Meg always cums from having her tits sucked, and since the baby, it's even more sensitive than her clit. When she cums, she starts leaking milk which makes her tits need to be tended to, which makes her cum, which makes her leak more milk...

Meg's hand drifted to the snap on your jeans.

"Just look at her. Don't you want to see how she fucks? Don't you want to see how she tastes? I do. I bet she feels like a hot, wet, glove," Meg said and lowered your zipper, "as you push this monster," she said and pulled your dick out of your boxers, "alllllll the way inside her."

You can feel Megan's crotch start to press into your ass and the heat streaming out of her pussy was incredible. Your cock is slowly being stroked, her hand warm on your shaft.

"I want to know how she tastes," she whispered against your neck. "Mmmmm fuck...don't you want to watch me eat her pussy? Don't you want to watch her eat my cunt?"

You pictured that and then wondered why in the hell both of you two were so fucking horny all of a sudden...not that Amy wasn't an absolute sex pot, but holy fuck.

"Fuck yeah, I do," you say, a little louder than a whisper.

"What was that?" Amy asked, suddenly aware that the two of you were basically out of the room. She must have heard you and then she turned to see you. Both of you. So fucking horny you could barely stand as your wife stroked your dick, pointing it toward the lithe redhead in the baggy clothes. Amy cocks an eyebrow and then...