“I want it deeper.” Stef pressed her hand to Ben’s hard, flat belly, stopping him. She groaned when he pulled out, and she turned over, lifting her ass in the air. “Like this.”

Evan could see her completely now, her smooth pussy, pink and swollen, glistening with wetness. Ben ran his hands over the soft, rounded swell of her ass, his fingers slipping between her legs for a moment, finding her.

“Yes!” She pressed her shoulders to the mattress, lifting her bottom even higher in the air. “There. Put that big cock in me, baby.” Evan watched, a lump growing in his throat, realizing that he’d never slid into her when she was completely shaved that way. He didn’t know what it felt like to slide into her sweet, bald flesh. Ben sank deeply into her in one long stroke, making her hands curl into fists against the covers.

“That’s it!” Stef opened her eyes and looked over at Evan for the first time since they had really begun. “Fuck me!”

Ben did, and, using her hips to hold on, he began thrusting into her, his cock making wet noises in her. Evan could see the muscles in his friend’s arms and thighs working as he grabbed the flesh of his wife’s ass and drove himself deep into her pussy. She was moaning, her hand tucked up underneath her, and Evan knew she was working her sweet little clit. He wanted to taste her-his mouth was watering with wanting it.

“Don’t stop,” she begged, panting now, her eyes still locked on her husband. “Fuck me until I come.”

Ben groaned at her words, slowing only slightly, and Evan knew he must be close. Stef’s face was rosy, her teeth biting her lower lip as she neared her own edge, and as he watched, he saw her mouth the words, I love you. It made his heart swell. His whole body felt flushed, and he swore he could feel things in places he hadn’t in years.

“Stef…” The warning in Ben’s voice was clear.