"Well... I need to lubricate his cock," Tracy looks over at Carolyn. "This is your husband, right?" Tracy asks.

"Yes," Carolyn smiles, maybe at the absurdity of all of this.

"Can you come here and help me? He needs some lubricant and normally I would use mine, but I can't see this thing fitting inside me." Tracy says but I don't think Carolyn is getting what Tracy's trying to explain.

"Just take him inside you for a minute and juice him up again," Tracy elaborates. Carolyn shrugs her shoulders and lowers her pussy down on her husband's overheated cock.

"Mmm," Carolyn coos. "You feel good, honey."

"So do you," Carl...