Lois's POV

“Make her come on your tongue,” Joe told him. “I want to watch her come while you eat her. Don’t stop until she’s shaking and begging.”

Paul grinned against my pussy.

“Oh I will.”

He buried his face between my legs again and went back to work. This time he sucked my clit harder and added a second finger, stretching me open while his tongue flicked fast and relentless over that sensitive spot.

I couldn’t stop moaning. My hips were rocking against his face now. Cum and spit were still drying on my chest. My torn panties were somewhere on the floor. And my husband was watching another...