"Thank you." Vi smiled at Brenda. I was amazed by how relaxed Vi seemed, her hand on my breast and another on my waist while talking to my wife. "I think I'll take it off pretty soon when I fuck you and your wife, if that's ok…" Vi smirked.

Brenda let out a little laugh. "Well, we have a little time before things like that start back up again.” she said. "How are you, dear?" She came around behind the island and put her arm around me, pulling me in for a kiss.

"Vi's pinching my nipple right now so I'm feeling pretty fucking wonderful."

"Oh, is she?" Brenda looked at Vi and kissed her, then watched her hand knead my breast. I realized this morning that I hadn’t spent as much time with Vi as I wanted to last night, and I was beyond excited that she’d agreed to go the distance with Brenda and I.

Brenda reached up and cupped Vi's face and kissed her deeply, looking like she was about to devour her. "God you are fucking sexy, Vi." My wife said.

"Why, thank you," Vi said, grinning.

"Wendy, it's not very polite to have someone play with your nipples and not return the favor. Please don't leave Vi out, baby." Brenda said, looking at me with a wink.

I turned my attention back to the adorable woman with electric pink hair in front of me. She smiled, and I ran my hands under her shirt and then felt her breasts. Her tits were so nice, about the size of Brenda’s, but with larger nipples that I yearned to experience as much as possible. Vi moaned sharply as my fingertips ran up the lace of her bra.

"Do you like how her tits feel, babe? Can you feel how hard her nipples are? How big they are?" Brenda said.

I nodded, looking at my wife, smiling.

"You should feel them with your mouth, Wendy," Brenda said.

"Is that OK with you, Vi?" I said.

"You sucking my tits? Do you think I'm going to say no to you doing that when we’ve already done so much?” Vi giggled.

“Constant consent is important, Vi, we have to remember that.” I said, letting my head fill with lusty thoughts but reminding myself to check back in with reality.

“Yes, then.” Vi smiled, “Please suck my tits, Wendy.”

I kissed Vi on her neck, her jaw, her cheeks, and then on her lips, hard. I slipped my tongue inside of her mouth and ran it along Vi’s, tasting her. She sucked on my tongue while my hand snaked up to her bra strap. I pushed it down her shoulder, and she pulled it down through the arm of her t-shirt. With the bra cup free, I lifted the shirt and watched as Vi pulled down her bra to expose her left tit, the dark brown nipple begging for attention.