She kept the phone nearby, and I could hear the hungry slurping of my wife’s mouth on another woman’s breasts.“Bite that nipple, Laci,” my wif...’s first female lover said, loud enough for me to hear. “That’s it … suck it hard. Oh, oh … yes, that pussy’s just for you. Right there … rub my clit. God, you look so pretty with my tits in your mouth … now take those clothes off and let’s have some fun.”The line went dead. Three long hours later, the phone rang. I answered before it rang a second. And a funny thing happened - again. There remained that feeling as though - despite my earlier and recent orgasm, it was as if I had not given all I had, as if I possessed a secret store of cum that somehow had not been released.My penis surged to life and began to harden as though I had never cum at all. I glared at the naked, nubile women in the enclosure as a feral grunt escaped my throat. I could pretend that there was some scientific value to my actions, but I didn't attempt to justify it. As Heather was lost at sucking my cock Mickie had moved and laid on her back moved around so that she was under Heather. Mickie had wrapped her arms around heather body and pulled her down and worked her tongue on heather pussy. With the angle and position of the couch was smack dap in view of the stairs. I could see that Trish had made her way down and seem to be done with Steve. I motion to Trish. "Steve out?" She nodded her head yes. I the respond "wanna join or watch?" Trish gave it thought. “Down where, sweetie?” Betty asked in her motherly voice, completely unconcerned.My ears burned. My stomach tensed. “Um, this sounds like a mother-daughter sorta conversation.”“Oh, no, Daddy, you don't have to go,” Tiffany said, grabbing my hand, her eyes glancing down at the bulge my hard cock made in the blankets. “It's okay. I'm not embarrassed.”My wife gave me a knowing look, reminding me about little girls and their desire to flirt and please their fathers. I swallowed, still squirming.