“Yes, My Queen. I really would enjoy sleeping with them, and it would also provide a modicum of privacy for you, your sister-wives and your husband....��Diana looked at Jeff who just grinned back at her.Arlene chimed in with, “Hey, that sounds like a neat idea.”“But they’re...” Whatever Diana was going to say died in her throat when she realized the wolves were looking at her. Is that an expectant look? Do they really know what we’re talking about? she thought. No, it can’t be, but... “They seem to. I'm squeezing his hips at this point, pushing him into me even further when suddenly he lets go of my cock and slides his own briefs down, exposing his ass to me.He grabs my dick again and begins rubbing it up and down between the crack, pressing the head up against his asshole teasing me, allowing the precum leaking from my cock to lube him up before pressing up against me allowing my cock to slide into him.He grinded slowly against me, inching it in bit by bit until my cock was as deep in him. .Then she came back around to me, I guess she was getting bored. She carefully climbed back onto the couch so as not to knock over the stack of stuff that was balanced on the belt. And she then put her legs back on my shoulders and told me NOT TO MOVE at all. At this point she was pushing downward pressure on my shoulders and I was desperately trying not to move so that the stack wouldnt fall, but of course this is ultimately impossible. She was completely fucking with me, amused, but she. I began to rotate my hips in small circles, continuing my incursion into her young, virgin pussy. Although I consciously tried not to, I involuntarily quickened my pace until I was pumping in and out of her. Finally, I was all the way in; feeling our pubic mounds meet at the end of each stroke.“Oh, God,” she cried, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Oh, God, you’re fucking me!”“Shhh,” I cautioned again. “Remember the kids.”“”Yes,” she cooed softly. “Oh, oh, oh…”I looked down at her and drank in.