My wife’s hungry mouth

I take my raging cock out of Phoebe’s pussy. It’s no longer a pretty princess and gapes open. I start to move to blast on her face.

My wife grabs my cock. She points it at her face and viciously strokes my cock that is lubed with Phoebe’s pussy squirt. She begs, “Give it to me. Give your wife all your hot cum.”

I groan. She latches her mouth in my cock before my first spurt. She strokes and sucks me as I orgasm. Coming and coming inside her mouth. She gulps me down, unrelenting with her stroking hand. Holy fuck my cock is over sensitized. I groan and try to pull away but my wife’s hand holds me too tight.

Finally she lets me go and I collapse back on the mattress. I gasp for breath and groan. I nudge Phoebe and ask, “Are you okay?”

She looks over at me, her face filled with a drunken smile, “I’m great. My pussy is done for the week, but it was worth it. That was great, Chandler. Everything I imagined.”

The mattress moves as Monica crawls over. “It’s looks like both of you are done.”

“Oh yeah. I’m in heaven right now. I’ll fall asleep peacefully,” Phoebe says, already curling up with a blanket.

There looks like a dry spot on the sheet next to her. I crawl there and claim it. I’m too drunk and tired to care. I close my eyes. I don’t even answer my wife.

“Ugh,” Monica says. “Just when I really get in the mood, both of you fall asleep.”

My wife is drunk and horny. She’ll probably make a decision she’ll regret in the morning. That’ll be on her. My balls are drained and I’m laying next to a beautiful woman. She can do what she wants.