Elizabeth flexed and twisted her powerful legs and hips. She moved her ass greedily to engulf Darcie's digit. Darcie breathed through her nose, keeping up the strokes with her tongue from her neck, always with Vincent's cum in her cheek.
Vincent would've easily come by now, if he hadn't been drained sober recently. He grabbed onto Darcie's ample buttocks and hips, squeezing, stroking her thighs. He found watching his wife eating their neighbor's pussy exhilarating. He chuckled to himself, thinking "oh, it's kind of funny that I'm fucking her doggy style, and it's like how Elizabeth is treating me like a dog! We're all kind of like dogs in a row right now!" He kept this gem to himself. He knew this wasn't the time.
Elizabeth came in shrieks and shouts, torquing her hips into Darcie's mouth, pushing the dark-haired woman's head tighter into her cunt. Darcie smiled, despite her self. It was fun to have them all together. She pushed her hips back onto Vincent's cock in time with Elizabeth's pulses.
As the wave of Elizabeth's orgasm broke, her body relaxed. She waved to Vincent, "hey Vince, hey boy, slow it down, take a break."
Vincent slowed down and stopped. He was sweating and getting tired. He wasn't used to fucking for this song. He wished he had coffee and he wanted to take a nap.
Elizabeth sat back up on the headboard, and drew up Darcie to her mouth, Darcie's face glistening with her juices. "You still got what I want baby? You did what I told you?"
Darcie giggled, trying not to snort the cum up into her nose. She locked lips with Elizabeth, and their tongues played back-and-forth. She spit that come into Elizabeth's mouth, who swished it, and sent it back to Darcie. She didn't dare swallow.
"OK Darcie, we're square now. Swallow the come and I'll swallow mine. Now, don't get it twisted, you're still mine, and I still own you. But I'm not mad at you anymore. We're still friends, and I can come over here and fuck you or your husband in any combination that I want at any time. You have to take down that porn of me, and you're going to quit making porn. In fact, no having sex with anyone without my consent. I'll allow you and Vince to fuck each other when I'm happy with you, and you can fuck each other now if you want to."
Darcie nodded her head, grateful to be friends with Elizabeth again and to have some measure of forgiveness. She had earned what happened to her. Maybe it's what she always wanted.
Elizabeth got off the bed and walked over to where she had left her sundress. She stank of sex and sweat, but she didn't care. She felt good; she felt alive. She turned back to Vincent and Darcie. "I'm going to go. Vincent, get your ass back in there and finish fucking her. If you don't, I'll hear about it."
