Why leave a hot threesome?
From Torg Adventure
After a minute of exhausted panting, Jill stirred, her sphincter squeezing Chuck. He groaned.
Jill said, "More!" with a lusty moan behind it. Then she sucked her husband's dick deep into her mouth again. Her asshole rhythmically spasmed.
"Oh, Jill. You gotta let me recover a minute. You just sucked all the marrow out of it twice. Here, take the Hitachi." Chuck heard a click and then an intense buzzing sound.
Mr. Benson lifted a vibrator that looked like a huge microphone from under the bed. Compared to the vibrators Chuck had seen, this was a true power tool for orgasms. It hummed like a bee hive, and Chuck could see the man's hand struggling to hold it steady. Chuck slipped out of her backdoor with a wave of dirty jizz following behind it. He wasn't limp, but be wasn't hard either.
Jill rolled on her back and grabbed the vibrator. The long electric cord draped over her thigh as she applied to to her pussy. Jill gasped as the powerful buzzing did it's job on her clit. In ten seconds of pressing and rubbing, this MILF nympho was screaming out another orgasm, her back arching severely against the large bed. Her boobs wobbled and shook like pornographic Jell-O.
"I love when she gets like this and two or three orgasms just aren't enough. Just watching her like this makes me hard," Jill's husband said as he stroked his half-hard pecker. Mr. Benson queued up another video of their last fucking session. The recorded sounds of the three of them coming combined with Jill's live screams was an erotic symphony to Chuck's ears. He also began feeling the blood flow back to his crotch.
For the next five minutes, the two men watched the woman pleasure herself, climaxing over and over. They were both hard by the time Jill switched off the Hitachi and weakly handed it back to her husband.
"More," she whispered.
What do they do now?
