He's always ready for his wife!

I looked down at Talia and she smiled at me.

"Go knock her up," she smiled back and untangled her arms and legs around me.

I gave her a quick kiss and pushed myself off of her, letting her recover on the coffee table and scoop back in any semen leaking from her pussy. I turned around to see Elizabeth waiting for me on the dining table -- she was leaning back on her hands with her thighs spread open to entice me to her sopping wet snatch.

"I see you are more than ready," Elizabeth cooed, pointing the phone's camera at my slick erection.

"So are you," I smirked and took the phone to show Amy how drenched my wife's pussy was.

"Oh my God, this is so hot!" Amy gasped while she watched the tip of my cock push past Elizabeth's wet folds. I slowly pushed my hips forward and her cunt gobbled every inch of my shaft.

"Here, let me be the director," Talia offered, taking the phone from me so I could use both hands to hold onto Elizabeth's legs to keep them apart.

We had bought this table because it was solid walnut with sturdy steel legs -- we knew we would make love around the house and needed something that wasn't going to collapse with both of us on it and me hammering away like a coked-up carpenter.

And I pounded my wife's pussy with every once of energy I had.

"Ooooh," Elizabeth moaned as I accelerated my thrusts.

Talia focused on Elizabeth's huge boobs bouncing violently and decided to have a taste, suckling on her nipple.

Overloaded with sexual stimulation, my wife was pushed over the edge, possibly the fastest she had ever cum, and let out an orgasmic cry.

However, I was nowhere near cumming yet and kept pumping away.

Elizabeth’s saliva-coated nipple fell from Talia’s mouth with an audible plop and our dark-haired lover used her free hand to play with my wife's glorious tits to the camera.

"OH!" Elizabeth gasped as another orgasm consumed her but only to whine when she felt my cock suddenly slip out of her.

I needed to get deeper in her pussy so I used one of the chairs as a step ladder to climb up on the table. Knowing what I had in mind, Elizabeth slid her body to the middle of the table so I had room to kneel between her thighs. After I slipped my cock back into the hot confines of her cunt, she reached her hands up towards me to pull me down on top of her and wrapped her arms and legs around me.

Like all the previous times on the dining table, we fucked. Hard.

"Oh, Ian!" she repeated, clawing my back with her nails while I pounded away at her pussy.

If Talia or Amy said something, we didn't hear them because we were lost in each other's embrace.

Elizabeth came again and I had hoped to bring her to another orgasm but her pussy was strangling my cock. I let out a roar of pleasure and filled my wife's womb with my seed. We kissed until I stopped thrusting after the last spurt.

"Holy shit, that was hot!" Amy sighed and I could tell by her voice she had masturbated while watching us have sex. "Which room next, guys?"