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Abi continued her "struggle" all the way up the stairs and into the bedroom where she was roughly tossed onto her and Xavier's bed. She squealed again as she was tossed on her back and bounced onto the bed. Her skirt immediately flew up and her surprise was revealed - she was not wearing panties. She lay there for a moment with her legs spread, her skirt up and her naked torso exposed. The hair which covered her pussy sparkled in the light with moisture. She made no effort to cover herself, but rather leaned back gazing up at Xavier, her eyes filled with lust.

After a moment she slowly raised herself to her knees on the bed and came towards Xavier, reached out her hands and began to stroke his hard cock through his pants. Robin suddenly mumbled something and ran out of the room, but at this moment Abi was focused on her husband and she began nuzzling, rubbing her face around his bulge as Robin returned. She looked over at Robin and smiled inviting them to come closer with a look. With one hand squeezing Xavier's bulge, she moved her other hand around Robin's bulge.
 
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The sight of Abi's upturned dress, revealing her lack of undergarments, combined with Robin's open shirt hinting at their small breasts was pushing Xavier into a frenzy. He may well be the least sexually experienced of the group but despite or because of it, he was almost besides himself with arousal. He knew first hand Robin's bulge trick so he simply smiled at the impression and was eager to see Abi pay attention to both of them.

But then he heard Robin whisper 'Cinnamon' and dart out of the room. "Already?" Xavier said with a bit of surprise and frustration. Had Robin gotten cold feet? They had always seemed so together that Xavier had a hard time remembering that Robin was both underage and a outsider to their marriage. Both were authority figures, or were at least in roles of authority over the young person. Xavier's thoughts started to take a turn for the worse, perhaps Robin had changed their mind and was going to run back to school, perhaps tell someone what they were up to here at the Rollins farm. He could see the small town scandal on the front page of the local paper such as it was.

Had he not been so concerned he would have already been on top of Abi as she rubbed her face against his very real and almost painful bulge. "I'm going after them." He said just before he heard Robin coming back up the steps. He raised an eye brow at Robin but was clearly happy to see them return. Then he noticed the enhanced bulge in Robin's jeans. He gave a small nod of recognition as Abi was soon crawling on the bed towards them both. Her hands caressed their respective bulges, Xavier little suspecting how intimately connected Robin was now to Abi's caressing. "Looks like double trouble for you tonight Abi." He said, clearly into the scene about to unfold, even if he wasn't sure just what it was going to be all about.

For his part, he reached out and pushed the collar of Robin's shirt of their right shoulder, exposing one small breast to his and Abi's view. With his right hand, he reached around Abi's neck and began to unzip her dress down the back. He was eager to see more flesh and he wasn't going to be shy about it.

"You are our guest Robin, so you get to choose, heads or tails?" He said as he gave Abi's ass another firm swat. Little did he suspect how well equipped Robin was to fill one end or the other of his wife's eager body. Robin may have taken penetration off the table for them, but he was going to find his way into Abi before he burst.
 
Robin bit their lips a bit nervously as Abigail began to caress both their own and Xavier's bulge and slowly revealed them but let out a soft chuckle as Xavier offered them the choice of heads or tails, which they took to mean that he offered them to either have Abigail suck on their RealDoe or to penetrate her teacher with it from behind and as much as they did enjoy a nice long blowjob they also realised that they needed it less than Xavier, not that he in any way seemed to need any further inspiration. His cock was rock hard already and even leaked some precum. They looked down at Abigail who was going back and forth between the two cocks, the real one and the fake one. It was clear that she was equally enthralled by both of them.
"I think I want to taste you both first," they said and smiled as they moved rather quickly and smoothly across the bed to Abigail's rear end and parting her legs took in the sight of her sex which already showed clear signs of arousal and with a wink at Xavier invited him onto the bed as well before burying their head between Abigail's thighs. They slowly dragged their tongue along the slippery, slightly opened, folds all the way from the clit to the orifice that was leaking all those delicious juices, poked their tongue into it and went back to repeat. They went back and forth like that a few times with increasing intensity and pressure before wrapping their lips around the clit. They sucked hard on it for a few seconds before looking up to see if Xavier had figured out what they wanted from him in the situation.
 
Xavier was giving Abigail regular spanks, which not only surprised her (he had never done this before) but she was pretty sure he had no idea of the affect they had on her. With each spank her arousal increased and intensified and she became more and more submissive. She had been spanked since she was a girl and it always had this effect. The sting of the spanks would turn to warmth and spread throughout her lower regions settling right between her legs. As her arousal intensified she began to rub her face around her husband's crotch through his pants. His cock was hard and straining against the fabric. Slowly she undid them and pulled down the zipper, opening them in front. After rubbing her hand over the outline of his hard cock straining now against his shorts, she wrapped her lips around his cock through the fabric. She licked the fabric and nuzzled it. As Robin came up next to her she reached over and began to play with their bulge with her hand and turned around a couple times to kiss and nuzzle it. Then suddenly Robin said the safe word and bolted from the room. Abi was unconcerned, she simply turned back to Xavier, intensifying her attention to his hard cock and trying to pull his pants off of his hips. Abi held on to him as he indicated he wanted to chase after Robin, but she nodded her head, "No" and continued as Robin returned to the room.

She hardly looked up as Robin stepped in close and she began to go back and forth between the two cocks. The fake or real cock, it made no difference to her. She was loving them both with equal intensity. Pulling the front of her husband's shorts down and finally exposing his hard cock to the air she licked the full length of his shaft and around the head of his cock as he first unzipped her dress and then offered her to Robin. She felt the dress fall away and expose her breasts which were swaying with her movement. She quickly slipped her arms out of the dress and took a moment to slip it all the way off and push it off the bed. Naked then, she went back to licking and sucking the two cocks, next turning her attention to Robin's cock as she gently rubbed Xavier's with her hand. She licked and kissed and sucked Robin's fake cock. Turning back to Xavier she showered his shaft with her tongue doing little licks up and down and around the head as she felt Robin slip behind her. She spread her legs and felt him begin to lick her most sensitive place. She was highly aroused, wet and dripping. Her ass was still radiating from the spanks, but they had had the effect of enflaming her sex and the touch of Robin's tongue on the sensitive skin was electric. So much so that she almost passed out from the intensity of the feeling and cried as she felt her clitoris engulfed by their mouth and as they pushed their tongue into her vagina. Abi moaned and guided Xavier's cock into her mouth taking him completely. Sucking him into her mouth as deep as she could, she swirled her tongue around his shaft and the head of his cock. She moaned onto his cock and soon he was drooling out of the side of her mouth as she began to suck him in and out, using the fingers on one hand to guide his cock and rub it and the other hand to cup and caress his balls. All the while feeling Robin's attentions which at times made it hard to concentrate on Xavier's cock.
 
"You want to taste us both?" Xavier said, his smile showing he was both a bit confused and a bit intrigued by Robin's desire. "I'm sure that can be arranged." He added as he watched Robin dive between his wife's thighs with a familiarity that might have been alarming had he not already suspected as much. He admired the shape of Robin even still dressed on the lower half. He was tempted to pull them down and expose them but he wasn't quite sure of the details of Robin's phallus didn't want to spoil their fun as much as he wanted to caress their ass. He watched as Robin went down on Abigail and as much as he might hate to admit, was a bit envious of their technique as he also watched Abi's reaction. It was his turn to bite his lower lip as he was surprisingly turned on by the sight of the two of them together. But his patience wasn't limitless and he wasn't all that into spectator sports.

"How about coming up for air Sport." He teased as his hand went to Robin's shoulder, the one still in the shirt and pulled it and them back a bit. He worked the shirt down until Robin was nearly topless and then he moved between Abi's thighs, but with his cock leading instead of his mouth. Abi's cunt was wet and swollen and he rubbed his cock along her slit but she was already so wet it was largely redundant. He then pressed his cock inside of his wife, letting Robin watch the pink folds stretch around his girth. He took his time, wanting the moment to last and he kept in mind what Robin had asked. He gave several slow and deep strokes until the full length of his cock glistened with Abigail's wetness.

He then pulled out and turned to Robin. "Well there you are, you can taste us both right now." He told them, never imagining that Robin could very well repeat his maneuver and tell him to do the same. He had a hard time seeing much past the idea of Robin licking Abi's juices off his hard cock.
 
Robin savoured every flavour of Abigail's overflowing cunt, slurped, sucked and licked, completely enthralled by their professor's taste which sent so much sexual energy through their body, from their tongue down to their own cunt which was gripping the saddle of the RealDoe tightly. They just wished they could have seen her face as well. Abigail's pleasure face was such an exquisitely beautiful and arousing sight. They were barely aware of anything else around them until Xavier pulled them back and pulled most of their shirt off before he stepped between Abigail's legs.

They watched as he wet his throbbing cock in his wife's slit and removed the rest of their shirt, tossing it on the floor. They then leaned in closer for a front row view of Xavier's cock slowly disappearing into Abigail. He was in no rush to get it all the way in, letting her feel every inch of it as it opened up her leaking cavity. They were pulling lightly on the RealDoe with one hand and let the other hand explore Xavier's surprisingly firm ass, but then again considering the work out they had done together Robin couldn't actually say they were surprised. He kept himself fit. They ran their hand down his thigh and back up on the inside until they felt his testicles in their hand. They gave it a little squeeze and leaned in even closer so that when eventually he pulled out his cock, now glistening with Abigail's juices, it almost slapped them across the face.

It was such a beautiful sight and Robin didn't need any encouragement before they ran their tongue along the full length of Xavier's cock. The taste was unmistakably Abigail's but there was that underlying salty hint of fresh sweat and blood-filled flesh. They moaned and wrapped their lips around the shaft sideways, sucking on it the way one might suck on a cob of corn to get all of the sweet juices out before biting down. Luckily for Xavier Robin didn't bite down they just nibbled gently along the shaft to the neck of the glans. They could smell the pungent scent rom the glans and the took a deep sniff, the way you might if someone asked you to smell some kind of delicious food. Their hand was still on his testicles from behind, massaging them, giving them tiny little squeezes and the thumb moved up and down along the crack between his buttocks. There was no actual intention at penetration even if perhaps it might be perceived as such. Robin certainly hoped that he wouldn't be entirely adverse to having his anus played with and licked.

At the same time they pressed their tongue against the frenulum and wiggled it sideways before slowly running it up to the very tip of the glans, poking it at the tiny hole and then, having now cleaned all of Abigail's taste off of it took it with their free hand and guided it back to her cunt.
"I want more, please ..." they said and took a firmer grip around his testicles as if threatening to hurt them if he didn't push his cock into his wife again.
 
The sensation of Robin's mouth licking and sucking on Abi's clitoris and exploring her folds while sucking her husband's cock was an intense experience which was surprisingly unique for her. It wasn't so much that she had never had multiple partners before, because she had. It had been a while, but she had had multiple men on several occasions in her dark and distant past. But none of them had engaged in the task of lovemaking with such intense affection and care. There was a spiritual connection between the three of them which bound them together and intensified the experience. The result being that Abigail felt completely loved in a way that was truly unique. Even Xavier's roughness - the spanks, the rough groping, the cock forced into her mouth, were all imbued with a deep sense of affection. She recalled as she hungrily sucked his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue all around his shaft, drooling over his balls how one of her own religion teachers, a rather eccentric older woman with whom Abigail had became close during her grad school days had once told her that she had come to believe that the experience intense lovemaking with a beloved partner - or partners as she was experiencing it in this moment - was an experience of "heaven" or "paradise" here on earth. It was a taste of unity with the gods and goddesses of creation. In this moment she understood: this was an experience of Persian "paradise" or Hebrew "shalom" - "A foretaste of the feast to come" and it was manifest in this moment with her husband's cock embedded deep in her mouth and her young lover lips wrapped around her clitoris as their tongue explored and probed her vaginal opening.

She moaned with disappointment when Xavier suddenly pulled his cock from her mouth. She reached out meekly and tried to grab his cock in her hand in order to push it back into her mouth, but the cock, wet with her saliva, simply slipped through her hand. She opened her eyes and watched as her husband gently displaced Robin between her legs as he partially disrobed and fondled them in the process. Robin pulled her labia apart in order to assist as Xavier positioned his cock at the entrance and then pushed in. She moaned loudly and began to whimper. She opened her eyes as she felt him slowly pull out of her. There between her legs, Robin now topless was licking her juice from Xavier's cock and balls, cleaning his cock and balls with their mouth. The sight was incredibly erotic and she began to want him to fill her again. Eventually, after a long pause to enable Robin to complete their task, he did so and the whole scene was repeated again.

With Xavier pushing inside of her deep Abigail felt the skin of her entire body tingling, her nipples were so sensitive they were almost painful and the throbbing between her legs desperately prompted her to reach and gently try to hold Xavier inside of her. But he moved intentionally and would not be rushed or controlled, Abi would have to wait as Xavier took control of her body. She lay there, her legs splayed as she waited and longed for Xavier to offer her next taste of the apple, as it were.
 
This was obviously not the first time Xavier's cock had filled his wife, but it was the first time with an audience. While he would not have characterized their recent sexual encounters as routine, the addition of a third person certainly upped the erotic index. The heightened sense of kinkiness to it surprised him as he enjoyed the sensation of his length buried deep inside Abigail's warm silky wetness. But the way Robin set about cleaning his cock so fresh from Abi's cunt raised the kink sensation for Xavier into unknown (for him) territory. Robin's and Abi's oral methods were so different but yet both so enjoyable, it was hard to think of them both as the same act of fellatio. Abi took Xavier's cock as if she were truly hungry for the main course, Robin danced around his cock with lips and tongue as if sampling appetizers. One might think she didn't enjoy it and was simply humoring him, but the attention to detail as she found all his hot spots and worked them a nearly systematic ruthlessness that threatened to make him collapse in pleasure. She savored his cock like a delicacy, leaving no doubt in his mind that this was not simply a way to get to his wife's sweet pussy.

Robin's mouth was not the only source of pleasure, her hand on his balls, her thumb slipping across his sensitive anus had him twitching reflexively to the prodding. He had never considered his ass an erogenous zone for himself or something of interest to another but he was clearly in uncharted territory with Robin. The thought of someone Robin's size dominating him was almost laughable, and while he would have gladly coated his cock once more with Abi's sweet juices, the way Robin demanded it with a squeeze of his most sensitive anatomy got his attention. They would feel his cock throb with the pressure and experience the urgency of his compliance. He didn't protest the implied threat and Abi would be the benefactor of Robin's prodding as Xavier thrust hard and deep back into her channel. Her husband obediently granting Robin's wish with several hard deep thrusts. He kept fucking Abi until Robin decided it was enough, letting them call the shots at least for the moment, or as long as they held his balls as if guiding his motions like a puppeteer.
 
There was a certain sense of power, having a man's testicles in their hand, that Robin enjoyed. They could either caress or tickle his scrotum and perineum, gently roll the soft balls between their fingers or squeeze them harder to inflict some level of pain, maybe even ruin his orgasm if they timed it right. Their thumb positioned on his sphincter, poised to push forward, into that tight opening they were sure had never been penetrated before, was another source of power they could use. If they asked permission though they were sure it would be denied so perhaps it was better to apologise afterwards than to ask permission. They knew quite well that most males actually enjoyed some level of anal penetration, due to the location of the prostate, whether they would admit it or not.

They tugged ever so gently on his balls while watching his cock go in and out of Abigail's soaking wet cunt. It was quite mesmerising and almost impossible to take their eyes off of but somehow they managed and looked up at Xavier, seeing the pleasure and determination spread across his face, a pleasure they hoped would soon intensify, perhaps to the point of shooting his seed deep into his wife. They gave no other warning than a mischievous smile before gently pushing their thumb against the sphincter, letting it take its time, giving him time to call Cinnamon if he wasn't ready for this step in his sexual evolution. They felt the muscle start to open up around their thumb and kept their eyes on his eyes.
 
Whatever sense of power Robin felt holding Xavier's balls as he fucked his wife, he felt a nearly equal measure of submission. As if the conservation of energy law applied to the power dynamic between the three of them. The inclusion of this third variable in the equilibrium equation between man and wife somewhat destabilized what had become an overly dull and predictable relationship. It was invigorating in it's own way, unfamiliar yet not unpleasant, much like the sensation he got from Robin's thumb pressing against his sphincter. Robin was correct about permission, Xavier wouldn't have given it in a million years. He was already giving them a bit of a stern look, though Xavier was never likely to use the safe word, he would just physically stop them if they went too far for him.

Robin's firm grip on his balls kept his thrusts into Abigail slow and measured, as if he was careful to let Robin set the pace at which he enjoyed his own wife. The sense of restraint was both incredibly frustrating and highly erotic. His cock throbbed inside Abigail's wet cunt, her flowing juices attesting to her own arousal. He had settled into an almost comfortable sort of rhythm, lulled into relaxing a little when without warning Robin's thumb slipped inside of his ass.

Like a goaded horse he thrust forward, his hips slapping noisily against Abi's bottom as he sank deep into her with enough force to make her ass jiggle and her boobs sway. The sudden increase of speed also meant Robin tugged at his balls a bit harder, though more accurately it was his balls tugging at her hand. He half moaned and half grunted as he was sent over the edge. Despite the tugging on his balls he gave several more deep thrusts he gave Robin a look that for a moment was stern and reproachful but he couldn't maintain it his jaw opening and another moan of pleasure escaping his lips. He was very near to climax even though he had intended to draw things out more. He had been eager to feel Robin's lips on his shaft once more along with the feeling of dominance getting oral often gave him. But that dynamic had shifted considerably though he was hardly at their mercy, they certainly made a good case of his submission. A feeling he had never really had before.
 
Abi lay underneath her husband, legs open wide as his thrusts into her intensified. She opened her eyes and could see Robin down between his legs, licking her juices from his cock, but could not see much else of whatever they might be doing. But knowing Robin she was pretty sure that they were playing with his ass. She half expected Xavier to try to stop Robin. He had always been fairly conventional or traditional in his love making - what some of her friends and partners over the years had called "vanilla." But on the other hand she could tell that he was very aroused and by this time would find it hard to stop. She closed her eyes and felt the rough thrusts of her husband's cock into her vagina. He would pull out almost completely and then push quickly back inside of her, literally pounding her cunt. The force of his thrusts pushed the base of his cock against her clitoris and increased the intensity of her own experience. It was not enough to bring her to orgasm, but enough to make her throb and moan with pleasure as thrust after thrust deep into her vagina created a hammer like pounding of her clitoris.

Abigail had always been a very orgasmic woman even as a girl, but she had never experienced an orgasm during intercourse. Most of her orgasms were the result of her own expert manipulations of her sensitive places by her own fingers, with the occasional toy. Oral sex could sometimes bring her to orgasm, but only if her partner was experienced. Robin was particularly good at finding the right spot and bringing her to climax with their tongue and fingers. Xavier was not, and had never really had the patience to learn. But he wasn't the only one, even some of her female lovers were not very patient and tended to be too gentle for too long. For Abigail, gentle was lovely at first, but by the end it needed to be rougher with more pressure.

Abi could sense that Xavier was getting close. She looked at his face and he was not even looking at her anymore but his eyes were closed and he was glorying in the sensation of her cunt with whatever Robin was doing with his ass (probably). She wrapped her arms around her husband and pulled him to her and closed her own eyes in order to savor the sensations. By now they were both grunting with each thrust. She kissed his neck, and licked it as she felt his body get tighter and tighter. "I love you," she whispered into his ear.
 
It was only the first joint of their thumb they had inserted into Xavier's and the look on his face was fascinating as he tried to look unappreciative of the unexpected penetration but that soon faded in favour of a dropped jaw and a moan to signal that he found it quite pleasurable in an unfamiliar way, whether he wanted to admit it to himself or not. It was also obvious by the increased intensity and depth of his thrusts, something Robin was sure Abigail would notice and enjoy. They did after all have some experience themselves with how Abigail responded to deep, hard thrusts. It was also obvious that the married couple were both approaching their first orgasm and without giving up their grip on Xavier's testicles or pulling their thumb out of his ass Robin moved away enough to let them embrace and continue to copulate skin against skin, body pressed against body, sharing kisses on the mouth, neck and face as they liked. Meanwhile Robin watched them and pushed the rest of their thumb into Xavier in one quick thrust rather than the slow, almost gentle, penetration from before. They also tightened their grip on his testicles. I was a beautiful and most arousing sight to see them fuck like they probably had not fucked in many years, moving in almost perfect unison, both approaching orgasm quickly.
"Cum now, fill up her cunt with your thick creamy cum, and you can watch me clean her up," Robin whispered after Abigail had told him she loved him and leaned in close to his other ear.
 
In some ways, having his cock buried deep into his wife's wet cunt, it was just like regular sex with Abi. But Robin's presence alone was enough to dial up the intensity, her thumb up his ass and her grip on his balls, well it was a whole new ball game. "I love you too." He said almost reflexively, a habit born of many years married to the same woman. It wasn't that he didn't mean it, he did he just didn't need to really think about it. But Xavier hadn't fucked Abi like this in years, if ever. Each thrust into her was driven by not only his own passion and lust, but by Robin's rather mysterious but undeniable influence over him. Everything about him said he shouldn't enjoy this sort of penetration, or any kind of penetration, he was a man after all. But fuck it felt good and his cock throbbed inside of Abi's tight pussy.

Robin's position might be enough to make Abigail forget they had a guest, though Xavier's renewed vigor was likely a reminder. But there was no way Xavier wasn't completely and utterly aware of the third wheel practically driving their relationship at this very moment. Xavier thrust extra deep into Abi as Robin's thumb plumbed deeper into his ass, the full digit entering him as he groaned with pleasure. Her words of encouragement were probably unnecessary, but they did remove any possible chance that he wouldn't blow his loud right then and there.

His ass gripped her thumb as if wanting to draw more into himself, he came hard as if Robin's grip on his balls had increased the pressure of his ejaculation as he sprayed deep into Abi's core. His mind filled with the vision of Robin's boyish face lapping his cream out of Abi's still gaping pussy. "Oh fuck yea." He said, in response to her offer, he wasn't one to swear or even talk dirty during sex, but clearly things were different now.
 
Abi felt Xavier tighten, cry out and then she felt herself filled with his cum. She moaned and pulled him close to her he he continued to thrust deep inside of her, filling her full with his seed. Had she not had her tubes tied after her youngest was born, not to mention her pre-menopausal symptoms, she might have worried about pregnancy but that was not an issue she needed to concern herself with anymore. She held him close and could feel his heart beating fast as he began to slow.

Abi had not orgasmed. This was not a surprise to her. Xavier had not brought her to an orgasm for years. Briefly at first, she thought that she might be heading for her first orgasm with him in a very long time, but as their intercourse increased in intensity Xavier had become distracted by whatever Robin was doing. She had been enjoying the feeling and sensations which had prompted her to blurt out sincere words of affection - "I love you." She meant them, they were spontaneous. Xavier's response had been distracted, as though her were saying "Oh yeah, me too!" She regretted those words and felt a little hurt. She should control herself better around him. She should not expect verbal affection. But as she lay there feeling his weight on her become more and more leaden as he began to relax and recover from what was obviously an intense orgasm she tried to remind herself that they were in uncharted territory with Robin present. Of course, whatever Robin was doing was distracting him. Still she felt a little hurt, as though suddenly she had become just a sexual repository.

But she didn't want to let on. She didn't want to ruin the experience for any of them. She looked at him, his eyes still closed and she tried to shift her body as his weight was beginning to suffocate her. She gently slid him off of her to the side, which caused him to pull out of her. She could feel his cum mixed with her own fluid seeping out of her vagina onto the bed. Suddenly she had the urge to cry. Perhaps she should say the safe word and excuse herself and go into the bathroom. She sighed audibly. She wouldn't break the spell. And she would not allow herself to cry. She could do that later when she was alone, after all the experience was not over and she didn't want to distress either of them, but especially Robin, in particular.
 
Robin kept their thumb deep in Xavier's anus throughout his orgasm, making sure it was as intense as possible but did let go of his testicles to allow him to drain them completely. Then as they felt him start to relax, his sphincter no longer trying to suck their thumb in deeper they pulled it out and then as Abigail rolled her husband off of her Robin was between her legs as quick as a thought catching the trickle of Xavier's gooey exertions mixed with Abigails. They ran their tongue slowly between the fully blossomed lips, carefully making sure they caught every drop before returning down to poke their tongue into that recently voided silky warm canal to provoke more of the semen to trickle out. They slurped and sucked every drop offered but didn't swallow though but let the cum collect. It was quite a load but no more than what they could easily hold in their mouth.

With their mouth full they then ran their closed lips up along Abigail's belly, to her breasts, flattened by gravity but still gorgeous. Their hands joined the exploration at that point and they massaged Abigail's nipples with their thumbs, occasionally picking them between their fingers giving them soft pinches while letting their lips continue up along her neck and chin until their, still closed, lips were on Abigail's lips. They then turned to look at Xavier and winked at him.

They did however not give Abigail more than a soft kiss with closed lips, not wanting to assume that she would appreciate them sharing her husbands cum. Instead they sat up straight and swirled the cum in their mouth while letting their left hand move back down to their lover's wet warm crotch, slipping two fingers inside her while pressing the thumb against her clit.
"Kiss me," they said, or more accurately gargled, at Xavier unsure of whether he would or not.
Perhaps it was just one step too far, too soon.
 
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