Robin's turn to be eaten

Paul grabbed Robin's hips and lifted the young woman. He carried her around the large table and then, slowly, lowered her down onto his young wife's face.

"Honey," Paul spoke softly to the still panting Heather, "I'm sure you enjoyed Robin's first course. It's time for you to return the pleasure!"

Heather reached up and gently spread Robin's wet pussy. He tongue wiggled into the hot slit. Up and down the opening, Heather's tongue lapped up the rich flow streaming from Robin's pussy. Her tongue ground into Robin's clit.

"Mmmmmmm!" Robin rolled her head back, Paul's wife had her on the edge of coming.

Paul moved in behind Robin again. He had coated his large, hard cock with butter from the sideboard. He pressed the round knob against Robin's tight asshole. He popped through the opening.

"Ohhhh!" Robin loved the way Paul's cock eased into her. His greased cock slowly sunk into her ass until he filled her. Heather increased the speed and fury of her licking.

Paul began fucking harder and a little faster. Robin eyes were closed and wave after wave of pleasure rolled over her. She came an then she came again. Heather's tongue never stopped. The young bride's face was coated with Robin's copious flow.

Paul grunted. Robin waited for the rush of hot cum to fil her ass. Suddenly, Paul pulled out, lifted Robin from his wife's face, and drove his cock down into Heather's open mouth.

"Aaahhh!" he moaned as his cum filled his wife's mouth. She sucked him hungerily, swollowing every drop.

Robin dropped to her side along side Heather. She watched as Paul's wife drained his cock. If this was the opener, Robin wondered what the main course would be.