We Join Our Threesome, Already In Progress

Duane's fingers continued to stroke along the crotch of Pam's panties. She arched her back a bit, showing her impatience. Duane slapped the side of her ass and said, "Don't rush me woman! I can feel how hot and wet you are, just concentrate on sucking Jake."

Pam groaned a bit, but did as she was told and diligently bobbed her head up and down on Jake's cock.

"I've got a hot, slutty wife, don't I Jake?" he grinned.

"Yeah," he breathed.

Duane began to work his fingers between the wet satin and her wet sex. Sliding his digits beneath the panties he parted her labia, "What a wet slut you are," he whispered in appreciation. Pam moaned both her acceptance of his words of endearment as well as appreciation of his fingering.

"Is she sucking you right, partner?" Duane asked.

"Mmm hmmm," he replied.

Pam thrilled at the compliment for her, for Duane, and worked more earnestly on Jake to please them both.

"Suck him, my wet slut," he growled. Being spoken to thus, Pam couldn't help herself -- she twitched her hips on his finger tips, begging him to enter.

"Hey, Jake, if she keeps bucking like this, grab her tits for leverage -- she's a sucker for titty-play, the rougher the better, so grab on and don't let go," Duane said.

"Damn," was all Jake could say.

Fearing Jake might be rather close, Duane decided it was time to enter her beckoning naturally lubed hole. Pulling the gusset of the panties wide to the right, he nosed his large black cock between the pretty pink pussy lips. Pam groaned deep in her throat with anticipation and desperately arched, trying to use her muscles and will to pull him inside of her. But Duane refused to be pulled in and only allowed her the tip. Pam thrusted her hips back with force, trying to mount him. That's when Jake decided he'd better grab a hold on something, and didn't Duane said he was to use her breasts?

Tentatively he reached past the drooping front of the nightie for her breasts. They brushed over his extended fingers and he wished he could see them swinging to and fro -- if they moved this much just from her bobbin' her head, he'd love to see them jiggling when she was being punished by her husband from behind. Just the thought of that almost had him spurting his load, but he managed to control it. He reached again, held the luscious mounds in his hands, hefting their weight. Her erect nipples were just begging for someone to grab them... So he did, pinching them and rolling them in his fingers. Pam, mouth full of his cock, sighed and he could see her hips grind on the tip of Duane's cock. Man, she did like her breasts played with. He'd love to titty fuck a chick like this, he thought. Maybe he could ask Duane about that?

Duane, seeing Pam's reactions to Jake's attentions decided he wanted to feel her pussy embrace and tighten around his member, so without warning he plunged into her -- slowly, but all the way to the hilt. Bottoming out at her cervix, he pushed a bit further and Pam couldn't' help but lurch forward a bit. She was careful to open her mouth as wide as possible, so as not to hurt Jake, letting a sigh escape. The motion gave the man had no recourse but to grab on as Duane had instructed. It was grab those boob, hold the coffee table, or risk some fate he didn't want to think about – so he took a handful of each of Pam's breasts and held on.

Feeling her breasts clenched in Jake's fists triggered Pam's pain-is-pleasure response and her pussy grabbed and pulled at Duane's cock. With great control, Duane willed himself to remain still and enjoy the sensation of movement while not moving a muscle.

For Pam just knowing that she gave herself like this for Duane was exciting enough, but now with her mouth full of cock, her pussy full of cock and each breast firmly in hand, Pam was ecstatic. She never felt so full -- it was like Duane was filling her everywhere!

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