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Tom's balls," She got on her knees and for the next half hour, she sucked my cock.

Kara and I watched a virtuoso performance. We kissed; I felt up her titties. "Tom, it's not my thing, but Marge sure seems talented."

"She is. My cock never gets as hard as when she's sucking it."

"Except when I'm fucking it," Kara laughed, as we continued watching the show Marge was putting on for us. There was no doubt that Marge knew she was giving us a show.

"Save some of that cock for me. My pussy's wet just thinking about it," Kara said as Marge had most of my cock in her mouth."

"Yeah, Marge, why don't you come up and rest? My tongue's anxious for a tasty of Kara's juicy pussy."

"And my pussy is looking forward to your tongue."

Marge got off her knees while I got off the couch. "Wait, Tom, stand there for a minute," Kara asked.

I was standing facing her. "Marge, have a seat. I know you just had it in your mouth, but take a look at it. Isn't it a marvel?"

I'm thirty-years-old, my cock had just left a woman's mouth. It was standing tall. Kara and Marge were like tourists looking at the Eiffel Tower. "Marvel, isn't the word. Could there be anything more beautiful?"

I was standing there proudly as Kara and Marge, who'd seen it numerous times before ogled and praised my stiff cock. "Just looking at it has me so wet."

"Now, Kara, why did I get up? Right, to get on my knees."

I did and spread her legs. "Kara, your lovely pussy is glistening."

"Tom, I know you want to taste it. It's all yours." She spread her legs wider, while Marge looked on.

I didn't hesitate. While my tongue was busy, Marge and Kara compared notes about my prowess as a pussy eater. "Until Tom's tongue, I'd never had an orgasm from being eaten. Now, I have them all the time," Kara admitted.

"I was surprised the first time he wanted to eat my old pussy, but he claims I'm like a fine wine, I get better . . ."

"And tastier with age." They laughed. "Kara, I have to tell you, sometimes I can't decide if I want his cock in my mouth or his tongue in my pussy."

"Right now, that's an easy decision for me. Right like that, Tom. You know where Kara's pussy likes your tongue." She held my head tightly between her legs.

Kara writhed while Marge looked on, watching my tongue worming its way in and out of her friend's pussy. "Ooooh, ooooooh, oooooooh, oooooooh, my pussy Tom, oooooooooh my pussy."

Marge got off the couch. "Tom, I'll be in the bedroom when you're done with Kara. My pussy will be waiting anxiously."

I mumbled, "I'm looking forward to it." Then I fully concentrated on Kara's engorged clitoris.

I'm certain Marge in the bedroom heard Kara's orgasms. As always she was loud. I don't think she was loud for Marge's benefit; she was just loud. "Your tongue, Tom, oooooooh your tongue."

"It's time we shared."

I got off my knees and holding hands we walked to her bedroom. Marge was lying on her back, legs spread, her pussy fully exposed. "Marge, you look good enough to eat."

"Tom, didn't you get enough?"

"I can't get enough of both of you."

I didn't eat Marge; at least not like you'd think. I got on my back. Marge knelt over my face. As for Kara, "Tom, after what your tongue did to my pussy, I need your cock." Like we'd planned, she impaled herself on my cock.

It was a heavenly evening. Marge rode my face and Kara rode my cock. Both took it slow, making it last. There were orgasms and more orgasms.

Kara started bouncing wildly on my cock. "Please Kara, don't make Tom cum. I'd love to feel him fill my mouth."

"Okay, I'm just about done in."

Kara got off my cock. Marge scooted down and took my cock in her mouth. As wildly as Kara fucked me, Marge sucked just as enthusiastically. "Hmmmmm, hmmmmmm, hmmmmmmm." It didn't take much for me to cum. "Hmmmmmm, hmmmmmm, hmmmmmmm."

Meanwhile, Kara had taken Marge's place kneeling over my face. I'm glad neither of them asked me who had the sweeter pussy.

"Tom, you have the tastiest cum, and Kara that's the first time I've sucked a cock covered in pussy juice. It was delicious."

I slept between them. Marge slept with one hand on my cock. I slept with one hand on Kara's enormous tits.

In the morning, I brought it up. "Marge, last night, didn't you say, that you thought my cock tasted delicious covered with Kara's pussy juice?"

Marge sat up. "What are you suggesting, Tom?"

"Nothing," I smiled. It's just that . . ."

Kara sat up, those fabulous tits right there. "Tom, why don't you go take a shower? A long shower. I think it's time for Marge and me to get to know each other."

TO BE CONTINUED

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