“You’re never settling, sweetie.”

I watched, my eyes wide, as he grabbed her hips and she began to grind, moaning. She rocked and rocked on him, her heavy breasts swaying. Her fingers found her own nipples, rolling them, her head going back, her long blonde hair brushing his chest.

My breath came fast, and I lifted my fingers up to my own nipples, squeezing and rolling them like she was. The sensation sent heat through my whole body, making my pussy buzz with delicious warmth. I wished I had three hands as I kept one tweaking my nipple and slid the other back down between my legs.

Oh God, my pussy was so wet! I wanted to come, hard and fast, but I didn’t want to stop watching them. Mrs. B trembled, calling his name and saying things I’d never heard anyone say out loud before.

“Yes!” she moaned. “Eat my cunt, baby. Oh fuck, don’t stop!”

I heard him, muffled, between her thighs, and wondered how he could possibly even breathe. His hand was between his own legs, shuttling up and down the length of his cock. I didn’t know where to look-her swaying breasts and rocking hips, or his hard, red cock, just starting to get wet at the tip.

“Ohhh God!” she cried. “I’m gonna come all over your face!”

I bit my lip, easing up on my clit just a little, or I would have come with her right then. She shuddered and leaned her palms against the wall above her head to catch herself. I noticed Doc squeezing his cock hard, groaning between her legs, and I heard her wetness, or maybe it was the sound of his mouth on her. Either way, it made me dizzy with lust.

“Oh God.” Her body shook as she climbed off of him. “You have the best tongue, Doc.”

“Is that all you want me for?” He chuckled, his hand stroking again, lazy. I nudged my clit with my finger, back and forth, as I watched him.

“No,” she purred, moving his hand out of the way and stroking him herself. “You have the best cock, too.”