Quickly and loudly

Alice opened their bedroom door, just next to Georgia's room and entered ahead of her husband.

"Leave the door open, love." Alice said. She let go of Bill's hand to take her robe off, dropping it to the floor in a puddle.

"I love you..." Bill said. He breathed in deeply, taking in his wife's stature and the round, soft curves that birthing Georgia and her older brother had given Alice's runner's body.

Alice smiled, "I know." she replied. "Now get over here and let's show Georgia how it's really done."

Bill's robe joined Alice's on the floor.

Alice stood facing the foot of the bed and bent over. Bill took to his knees on the carpet. It was a "quickie" position they had done many times after finishing a run together in college.

"Start my engine, Bill," Alice said, and wiggled her booty.

Bill stroked Alice's labia open with two fingers. She was wet and the inner lips were already starting to swell in anticipation. He moistened his fingertips with her juices and stroked downward, tickling her clit.

"Oh yeah," Alice breathed, her voice dropping in pitch. "Play me, honey."

Another cry of passion sounded from across the hallway. Aimee was sobbing with pleasure. "Uh-huh, ah, ooh Georgia, uh-huh, ooh, huh, ahhh..."

Bill felt a flush of warmth in his face and ears, guilt mixed with lust. His cock throbbed as hard as ever listening to the sound of his daughter's lover. He had taught Aimee in freshman history and had a clear memory of how her eyes lighted up when she was excited. How petite Aimee was, almost like a doll. Bill brought his other hand up, curving the first two fingers so he could tickle Alice inside. Mmm, his wife was wet and open this morning.

"Oh honey, yesss..." Alice breathed. "Whoooooah, oh yes."

Bill started working his curved fingers inside the doorway of Alice's entrance, stroking his fingertips up and down her vaginal wall where it was tight against her pelvis.

"Oh YES!" Alice called out. "Bill Washington, you are the SHIT!"

"Just you wait, honey," Bill said. His thumb moved faster on his wife's clit, moving in time with the curved, stroking fingers in her cunt. Alice's hips jerked up and down uncontrollably, and Bill was rewarded with sobs, squawks, and obscene praise and pleading. "Oh, beautiful music, honey."