The faerie’s pink hair danced about her face. Her body shuddered. “Ooh, fuck her while your sister-wife feasts on my cunt.”“Yes, yes, yes,” ...I groaned. “Slata’s hairy cunt! That’s good! Fuck me, Sven!”“I’ll make you explode!” he growled, thrusting harder, his balls smacking into my clit, his crotch into my rump. My body rocked, my small tits jiggling in the bodice of my gown. “Your snatch will writhe about my dick.”“Yes!” I squealed in utter delight, my cunt clenching down hard on his invading. "Are we done? Are we going home? What am I to do about work on Monday?"My wife smiled. "Your birthday celebration has hours to go before wehave your party! We're just getting ourselves ready."She reached over and pulled my visor down on the passenger side. Sheflipped open the mirror. "What do you think?"I look at my reflection. "I'm overwhelmed. But what do you mean, justgetting started and a party tonight?"She smiled. "It's all your surprise. I'm not telling. But, we're notheaded home. We're. Pete shook his head. "Tom's right, I was bluffing. I don't want to pour any more money into this shitty hand, so I'll fold."This was all exactly as we had planned it. Let Cindy win the first hand, and hope we could keep her interested. Now for the hard part.Tom grinned at her. "I don't know if you realize what you just did," he said, "that pot was worth at least four dollars." And," I threw in, "we'll promise not to tell Bob you won it, so the money's all yours." Of course," Pete added. "Oh my god, don't stop..." I could feel myself edging closer to an orgasm, I wanted to cum in her face in her mom's kitchen. I sat with my back to the open window, feeling the sun on my body as she ate me. She started to dig into my clit harder with her tongue, a sort of soft drilling sensation, intermittently mixed with her wet thumb sliding over it. I was going to cum any second."You're gonna make me cum, Sarah. I want to cum for you, I want to uuhhhh ahhhhhhh..." and it hit, the climax.