The sound of their kissing made me smile against her sweet skin. My dear friend loved kissing my husband. Sometimes all she wanted was to cuddle and make out with him.
I was a little greedier. I wanted his mouth, hands and cock at the same time all the time. Today was all about her though. It was her birthday and she wanted both of us.
I could see his hand playing with her ample breast, pulling the nipple before kneading and squeezing. His cock was all the way inside of me, his thrusting slight.
She arched her back as she fucked my face, her thighs shuddering as I flicked her clit with my tongue, alternating between that and dipping into her, my mouth drenched.
She wrapped her arms around him and held on as he peered over her shoulder at me and smiled.