“Oh God!” Robin cried out, pulling off my cock just long enough to express herself before going after my cock with even more determination.
Jack suddenly leaned back in the couch, echoing her cry, as my wife accomplished one of her many goals for the evening. The alarm went off again, and I almost wanted to throw that damn watch against the wall. I wasn’t alone.
“GOD, NOT NOW!” Jack cried out, while my wife sucked him dry.
Robin climbed off of me, quivering. “I need a drink,” she said, then headed to the kitchen, returning with a large glass of water.
Sheri, in the meantime came over to me, and wiping her mouth with a big, slutty gesture. “That’s one,” she told me, reaching down and caressing my hard-on.
There appeared to be a short break all around, with Jack regaining his composure, while his wife sat down next to him, toying with his semi-hard rod. I retrieved my cigar – no reason to let a $20 stick go to waste, and re-lit it, taking a huge draw, and sighing loudly. Sheri sat on the arm of the couch, enjoying her own accomplishment. “I’m sorry you didn’t have a better view, but Robin was kind of in the way,” she told me softly. “I can’t fault her, that pretty little slit of hers up in his face was the extra incentive he needed. I’ll try to make sure you get a real good view of the next one.”
I grabbed the passing bottle of rum, taking a quick sip, and then said to her softly. “When we start up again, you want to help Robin get Dan off?”
She looked surprised. “Really?”
“Sound like fun?” I asked her.
“We’re going to blow his mind,” she laughed mischievously.
“I was thinking of something a little lower.”
“And what will you be doing, sitting all alone?” she asked.
“I think I’ll do to Jill what Jack did for Robin.”
“Just remember everything I taught you.”
And teach me she had. Sheri was not afraid to let me know what she liked and didn’t like. Even though she probably sucked me off 20 times for each time she let me go down on her, from the very beginning she was sure to let me know what worked for her and what didn’t, until I could eat her to a series of mind-blowing orgasms on demand.
Dan was playing with his damned watch. “Add another minute to the time?” he asked.
“Either that, or throw the damned thing in the lake,” I growled.
The general laughter made it clear I was expressing a common feeling.
“I’ll take that for a yes, for now.” He said grinning. “I’ll take the rest under consideration after another time around.”
The girls were settling into their new positions. Sheri stood next to Robin, in front of Dan, and the girls put their arms around each other’s waists. Sheri leaned down and kissed Robin on the cheek, “we’re going to drive him mad,” she said, loud enough for all of us to hear, and Robin pulled her head down and kissed her on the lips. “How’s this for a dream come true, Dan?” she said, then kissed my wife again, their lips lingering, while each caressed the other’s tits.
“Oh, Fuck,” he groaned, settling low on the couch and spreading his legs wide, his hand gently slowly stroking his cock. Suddenly he was grabbing his watch, “two minutes extra,” he announced.