“We want to help you relieve it.” Then those gorgeous smiles turned towards me. I was still rather hard from their touching earlier. They quickly ...closed the distance and squatted down in front of me, I was impressed that they could keep there balance but of course they were well trained in this sort of thing. Their hands quickly undid the front of my pants, before pulling them and my underpants down to my ankles. My cock sprung out , free from its confinement. I saw the two girls bite their. Fuck it feels so good, " please fuck my pussy with your tongue honey.. please I beg you" ,as I'm arching my back I grab my husbands shaved head and shove it deeper into my pussy, my legs spread wider, welcoming this pleasure.. I beg my husband not to stop, then he looks up at me and says "we're not done with you yet".. Then, my husband grabs my hips, and turns me over.. I giggle as I ask him what he's doing, but he just asks me to get on my hands and knees, so I do.. my husband places a pillow. At some point, I become aware of the details of her room. Aware of the framed photos of handsome boys–prom dates perhaps–and smiling parents posed in a suburban living room. Aware of the girl-things scattered about with abandon–cotton panties, a sheer bra, fluffy pink bunny slippers, a tortoise shell cosmetics compact, and white plastic disk of birth control pills.Something about the sum of all these parts re-kindles my sexual longing. I look down to find an erection throbbing against my jeans.. The heat of her pussy all around my dick. The feel of the head pressing against something when she reached bottom. I could even feel her pubic hair against mine. The smoothness of the sliding in amazed me, too. No friction, just warmth and pressure. After resting there for several moments, she lifted. As my dick reappeared, the warmth and pressure moved up along the shaft, too. I noticed it glistening wetly. Then back down again. And up. And down. She was making sounds now. Grunts.