Ashley woke, on her husband's bare chest. She could feel his cock pressed against her bare stomach. She could not believe he was somehow hard again. Ashley looked down at the pile of nude women lying together on the living room carpet intertwined. As soon as Ashley stirred Christine rose to crawl over to her. On all fours the young mother looked up at her longingly, her cow print lingerie disheveled from the night of rough constant pleasure.
Ashley beckoned her closer to where she sat on the couch and Christine crawled over to her mistress, her breast, full of milk swaying with each movement. Ashley stood up wrapping her head around the back of the girls head and leading her face to her sleeping husband's cock.
Ashley giggled as Christine tried to fit Stan's thick cock into her little mouth. She had barely gotten past the tip before she gagged. Ashley pulled her back by her hair. "Watch little slut." She said as she slipped her lips over the tip of her husband's cock then slowly slid till he filled her throat.
Stan stirred but didn't wake. Ashley began to gently slide her mouth up and down her husband's cock as her plaything watched.
Ashley felt as Christine nuzzled her face between her breasts, before taking one in her mouth and gulping greedily.