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fucking her hard and fast.
    “Fuck her, baby. Fuck her hard!” I cried. “Pump that cum into her tight little slit!”
    The expression on Kevin’s face was all I needed to see. His jaw was clenched, every muscle in his body tensing more and more, and I knew he was ready to come.
    Or so I thought.
    He pulled out of Emily, letting out a whoosh of breath, as if he’d been holding his breath the whole time. Emily stopped licking my pussy and turned around to look at him.
    “Lift up, Emily, and let Marissa crawl under you, head first.”
    I wondered what he was up to, but as Emily lifted herself up, I obeyed and lay on my back, wriggling underneath Emily.
    “A little more,” he said. “Stop.”
    He aimed his cock and plunged it back inside her. She gasped, then moaned, pushing back against him. Kevin’s balls swung to and fro above me, and I thought I knew what he wanted.
    Lifting my head, I licked his balls, trying to suck one into my mouth so I could massage it with my tongue. It was no easy task while he was thrusting, but I did the best he could.
    “Open your legs Marissa. That’s it,” Kevin rasped. “Now Emily can lick that gorgeous pussy of yours.”
    Emily took the hint and I was thrilled to feel her little tongue flickering lightly over my slit, teasing its way past my labia, then rapidly fluttering against my clit.
    I moaned, trying to keep my focus on my husband, but Emily’s efforts kept dragging my attention away. I always seemed to have this problem while 69'ing, but I still loved it. Then the thrusting stopped, and Kevin’s cock was in front of my face. I took him in quickly, sucking as best I could from my position under Emily. I gagged as he fucked my face, and I knew that would only make it hotter for him.
    I could taste the sweet musk of Emily’s pussy on him as I sucked her juices off his cock. “Mmmmm...”
    He popped out of my mouth, then shoved himself back into Emily, fucking her even harder than before. A few more strokes, then his cock was back in my mouth again. I grabbed his thighs and pulled myself up and down, sucking him hard, swishing my tongue back and forth as he pumped his shaft deep into my throat.
    “Oh God, I’m gonna come. Swallow it down...”
    This time I didn’t obey. As much as I wanted to greedily keep his cum for myself this time, Emily’s hummingbird tongue on my clit reminded me that I wanted the rush of filling the girl’s flat little belly with my husband’s baby. I imagined her petite little figure accentuated with a round baby belly, and my pussy ached.
    Popping off his cock, I panted, “No! Save it for Emily. Fill her up, honey. Fill that tight, sweet pussy with every drop of that fertile seed.”
    I could feel his body trembling as he quickly shoved back into her, pounding without restraint. He slammed into her again and again, forcing her to stop the delicious licking of my pussy.
    He was ripping into that raw little pussy so hard that there was nothing I could do to him, so I stroked his thighs as he panted harder and pounded Emily with everything he had. My tongue moved to Emily's clit as I watched. His body tensed, his ass clenching, his balls seeming to thrust into his body, and I knew he was pumping his milky, creamy cum deep inside her.
    Emily gasped, wriggling backward against him. He pulled hard on her hips, jamming himself deeper, and I knew another load of cum had been shot inside her. I imagined a battalion of sperm battling its way toward Emily’s defenseless little egg inside her, and a thrill of excitement rippled down my spine. I felt Emily tense and go slack, as if her body realized it had lost this battle and was resigning itself to accepting as much seed as possible. For what seemed like forever, Kevin continued to pump seed into little Emily, until I watched it leak out around his cock.
    When Kevin was steadier, he pulled out of Emily and collapsed down on the bed. Emily rolled away and flopped down on the bed, and I stayed there,