Vi looked over at me with a wild smile and then looked up at Brenda, who nodded and pushed Vi's head back to her pussy. "Lick my wife, baby," she said to Vi, "…taste her cunt."

Vi stood up. Her hair was mussed, and her cheeks were pink. Her lips were full and red and still covered in my wife's wetness. She grabbed my head and pushed her lips against mine, kissing me and sucking on my lower lip before pushing me down onto the bed. I laid back, waiting for her to lick my pussy. I put my knees up and spread them apart.

Vi leaned over and licked me, her tongue expertly spreading the wetness around my pussy. I looked down to see her beautiful face, a wry smile on it, while she delighted in licking me. When she volunteered to eat me out last night, I had no idea what intensity she had in store for me. I didn’t dare tell Brenda, but Vi might have been better at eating pussy than my own wife.

“She feels amazing, doesn’t she, baby?” Brenda said, rolling over on the bed and playing with my tits as she watched Vi work on me.

I moaned at the sight and sensation of Brenda rubbing my nipple as Vi spread me apart to get even deeper. The sensation of her fingers felt amazing, and I was dripping wet.

Vi lapped up all of my wetness and then stuck two of her fingers into me. “You’re not too tight to take these fingers, are you, Wendy?” she said.

Brenda grabbed my tits harder. She bit down on my neck as I let out another groan. I didn't say a word to Vi. I wanted her fingers to work inside of me.

“Do you like the taste of my wife’s pussy, Vi?” Brenda said. She continued to tease me. I loved seeing how into this my wife was, and it was hot seeing how much of a natural Vi was.

Vi licked her lips. Her mouth and chin were glistening with my juices. “Now that I’ve tasted both of you, who’s going to volunteer to lick me first?” Vi said.

Brenda got on her knees next to Vi and licked her lips. Vi put her mouth to my wife's and let Brenda suck on her tongue, tasting both of us on her. “Mmm, I could kiss you forever, Vi.” she said, then moved her hand down to Vi's pussy, her fingers teasing the lips apart.

Brenda looked back at me as she rubbed Vi, the other woman still leaning in and kissing her, moaning as Brenda's finger entered her.

“You know, this tight little thing could get stretched out a little by a strap-on again if you’re interested.” Brenda murmured.

"Oh…" Vi looked up at me, biting her lip. Her dark eyes locked onto mine as her breathing grew more labored. "Would you fuck me, Wendy?"