It sounded like an order. “Sure, sweetheart. Looking forward.”, I replied, not sure if she even heard me. How I was going to accomplish this, sinc... I was pretty certain, from what I’ve seen today, I was going to have some trouble getting my cock hard. I continued to follow her, and verified that she indeed went to her office. From there I went home and contemplated on what to do next.Jess came home when she said she would, walked in, where I greeted her like i always do. She gave me a deep, wet. He slowly lapped it up and repeated the process over and over. She thought she would go mad if he didn't stop! Her dripping pussy was screaming for his touch - and he knew it. Her release was still his to give, when he chose. She heard another clink of ice.She felt him shift his position so that he was settled between her thighs, his elbows pushing gently against her. With one hand he pulled the thong tightly against her clit again and moved it back and forth to tease her. With his other hand. Tom would then enter, either fucking her from behind or missionary, and slide his cock into her, right next to mine. I had the bright idea to set up a full-length mirror opposite the bed, facing the three of us. This would mainly benefit me and Lauren, as we could watch her pussy throughout every stage of her double-pussy-penetration. I can still see my dick buried in her balls-deep, and watching her labia stretch and give way to Tom’s dick as he pressed it in on top of mine. There were so. Blackness and burning pain and the smell of her burning flesh surrounded her and filled her senses. She was no longer aware of anything except the feel of her flesh turning to charcoal. Even her terror was gone now, and she found that the pain was receding. She knew that when the pain was gone, she'd be dead; free at last of this dying agony.She thought she had passed out for a moment, but she couldn't be sure. She seemed to be floating above the fiercely burning little sports car, somehow.