Previously the only sounds in the room were from our fucking. Monica was doing all the talking, building up to a major orgasm. "You're fucking me so good, sweetheart. I love you so much. Let me join your family. You own my pussy. Fuck me hard!"

Like any obedient husband, I thrust hard and deep. "I love you, Monica. My family loves you. Release with me, my dear wife."

Mom and Rachel knew the time was right. They moved Monica's legs to my back. Locking her ankles, she squeezed tight, lifting herself off the bed. Her back arched; her body shook. Pulling my head down to hers, we kissed as...