Tessa was awakened by the sounds of Rafa and Marisol having more makeup sex. She could just make out their whispers and sighs enough to know that they were almost all in Spanish. “It’s impressive enough to be fluent in two languages,” she thought. “But to be able to fuck in two languages is another level!” 

She slipped out of bed and completed her morning routine which included a thorough cleaning of her pussy to make sure that none of Thomas’s cum from the previous night remained. It was one thing for him to eat fresh cum from her, she wouldn’t ask him to lick day-old cum. 

He stirred as she re-entered the bedroom so she climbed back into bed with him. “Good morning, handsome!” she whispered. 

“Good morning, beautiful!” came his reply. He looked at her face, scrubbed clean of all the makeup and sweat and remnants of cum from the night before. “You are amazing!” he said. 

“I won’t disagree!” she replied. “What exactly do you think it is that makes me so amazing?” 

“The way you can go from wanton slut hotwife with your hair and your makeup and your lingerie, to a sweet, innocent-looking housewife with absolutely no effort,” he said. 

“You think looking like this takes no effort?” she grinned. “I’ll have you know I work hard to look the way I look!” 

“You make it seem effortless then,” he said. “Anything special you want to do today?” he asked. 

“Just more of the same old, I think,” she replied. “You know, hang out for a bit, have some food, maybe put on my sexy bikini and go down by the pool and make other women jealous, have some amazing sex with my husband, and our friend, and his wife. You know, same old, same old!” 

“Everyone should be so lucky to have that same old, same old,” he chuckled. 

“Shhh listen!” she whispered. They heard from the other bedroom, “Yes, Raphael! That’s it right there!” 

“Sounds like they’ve made up!” Tessa said. 

“They’ve both got pretty fiery personalities, I imagine they’ll be having plenty of makeup sex in their lives,” Thomas replied. 

“Makeup sex is pretty fun!” she grinned as she moved over him. 

Twenty minutes later they appeared, freshly fucked and showered. Rafa had ordered breakfast and they went to their friends. Marisol went to Thomas and hugged him before kissing him firmly. “Good morning handsome!” she said. 

“Hey, that’s my line!” Tessa objected jokingly. 

“We share our husbands, so we can share our lines as well!” Marisol shot back. 

“Good morning, beautiful!” Thomas said as he looked at his wife. She stuck her tongue out at him and grinned. 

“Morning, Rafa!” Tessa said as she kissed him deeply. 

“If you want to fuck him this morning, you might have to wait!” giggled Marisol. “I fucked the good right out of him already this morning!” 

“Ignore her,” Rafa said, kissing Tessa. “I’m ready whenever you need me!” 

“I’m going to hold you to that!” Tessa said. 

They fixed themselves plates and chatted about what they might do that day, other than each other. They decided to stay close to the resort and liked Thomas’s idea of going to shoot some pool. “Maybe we can use a few games of pool to decide what we do later!” Rafa suggested. He thought himself pretty good at the game and liked his chances. 

After breakfast the two women got ready. They decided to wait until after lunch to go to the pool but so they chose to check out the shopping area and have lunch at the food court before coming back to their room and getting changed for the pool. A few hundred dollars later and some food-court hamburgers later, they went back up the elevator to get ready. 

For the guys it was simple, check the landscaping and pull on a pair of swim shorts and a T-shirt. For the women, it was quite a bit different. Their hair had to be brushed and set and sprayed,  their makeup had to be just so and their swimsuits had to fit perfectly. Tessa wore the same one she did the day that she first was introduced to Rafa’s thick eight inches, Marisol wore a jet-black number that barely covered her nipples and had only a triangle in front of her pussy with a string running up between her but cheeks. Both women put on sheer covers that matched their suits but hid nothing. 

On arriving they selected loungers near the circular pool, settled in and began people watching. The two women sat beside each other with Rafa beside Tessa, and Thomas beside Marisol. The two women dangled their arms lazily beside their chairs and every so often their hands would touch and fingers would interlock. 

After a while, Thomas got up to use the restroom and when he walked behind his wife, he noticed that her hand on that side was holding Rafa’s. She smiled at him as he passed and he smiled back but said nothing. When he returned they were still holding hands and they were whispering. 

Thomas sat back down and Marisol asked him, “Did you see anything interesting?” 

“No, not really but I did notice that your husband and my wife are holding hands a lot today.” He knew that Tessa had heard him because her head turned and she looked at him. 

She let go of Rafa’s hand and resumed her looking about from behind her sunglasses. 

Their waiter came by and asked them if they wanted more drinks and Tessa ordered another round along with a tray of appetizers to much on. They drank and snacked and after, Marisol said she had to pee. Tessa offered to go with her but she said, “No, Theresa, I’m fine. You just stay here and hold hands with my husband!” She smiled and walked away. 

“Damn, she sure knows how to leave a room, doesn’t she?” Tessa whispered. 

“You’re not wrong!” Thomas said. When Marisol returned they watched her again, “That girl is sex on a stick!” 

“You’re not wrong!” Tessa giggled. Rafa just laid back and smiled. 

Marisol sat down on Tessa’s chair and brushed her hand over her tummy. “I have a proposition for you, Theresa.”

“And what would that be?” asked Tessa. 

“I propose that for 24 hours, beginning tonight at six o’clock, you and I swap husbands. We go to dinner together, go shoot some pool at the arcade, and maybe go dancing but we behave as if you are married to Raphael, and as if I am married to Thomas. What do you think?” 

“I think I have to talk to my husband about that,” Tessa said. Marisol nodded and Tessa looked at Thomas. 

“We’ll talk when we get changed for dinner,” Thomas said. 

“Fair enough,” Tessa replied and they all resumed their relaxing positions. 

A little while later, four men appeared on the pool deck. They had obviously been drinking and were sporting golfing tans, sharply defined tan lines on their upper arms, right at their ankles and their left hands were all less tanned than their right. They sat on opposing couches and loudly called for a server. They laughed and joked, some of them quite rude, as they drank. At one point one of them looked and pointed our way and said to his buddies, “Check out those two pieces of prime real estate over there!” His buddies looked over and stared for a moment. 

They made some more comments loud enough for the others to hear and then one of them tapped his buddy’s back and stood up. He walked over and cleared his throat. “Hey ladies, I have to say you are very beautiful and my friends and I were wondering if you would like to join us for a drink and maybe get to know us better. 

Rafa sat up, “They’re not interested, Sir!” 

“Look at you all five and a half feet of alpha male!” he joked. “I think the four of us could show these fine ladies a much better time than you two!” 

Rafa made to stand up but Tessa stopped him. "I got this Rafa”..

“That’s it!” the guy teased Rafa. “Sit back down like Mommy tells you!” 

“Excuse me, but what’s your name? I like to know who I’m talking to,” Tessa said sweetly. 

“I’m Terry, but my friends call me ‘The Joker’, on account of I’m so funny!” 

“Well, Mr. 'I don’t give a fuck what your fucking name is'!” Tessa replied loudly. “Did you actually think you could walk your drunk, couldn’t get laid in a whorehouse ass over here and impress two ladies who look like we do into leaving these two real gentlemen here to go off and have disappointing sex with you? I hope you got more game than that on the golf course, you fucking loser!” 

His buddies all laughed at him and he stared slack-jawed at Tessa. She looked at Marisol and winked, “Tell you what asshole, we’ll give you a shot! All you have to do is suck our husbands off and let them cum all over your face and have your loser buddies over there clean you up with their tongues! Do that and I’ll let all of you fuck me!” 

The asshole turned and looked at his buddies who were by this time in stitches. A rather large gentleman in a resort polo came over, “Is there a problem here?” 

“No, no problem,” said Marisol. “This asshole was just leaving!” The gentleman looked at Terry and said, “I think you and your friends have had enough! Are you guests at the resort?” Terry nodded that they were. “Well, Sir, if we have to speak to you again you will be asked to leave the property. Understood?” 

Terry slinked away and his buddies stood up and left with him, teasing him mercilessly about getting shot down that way. “I’m sorry folks, we normally keep a closer eye on rude customers like that. Your drinks are complimentary, with our apologies. If you’ll excuse me I have to speak to the bartender. Enjoy the rest of your day.” 

“Thank you, Tessa said. 

“I wish you’d have let me kick his ass!” Rafa grumbled. “Motherfucker had it coming!” 

“It’s okay, Sweetie!” Tessa said as she picked up Rafa’s hand and kissed it. “No point in breaking your hand on some drunk asshole’s face! 

Later, as they were having dinner in one of the many on-resort restaurants, they saw the same guys from the afternoon but their obnoxious buddy Terry wasn’t with them. The three men noticed them and waved before sitting at a table on the opposite side of the room. Rafa bristled and kept a wary eye on the trio as we contemplated the menu and as one of them stood up and came toward their table, he stood up and moved out from behind the table, clearing a direct line of fire. 

The man’s hands went up in a gesture of peaceful intent and as he got closer he spoke quietly. “Hi folks, I just want to apologize for Terry’s behaviour this afternoon. He was way out of line and we’re sorry.” 

Rafa relaxed a little but remained standing. Tessa looked at him, “So he’s not man enough to come here and apologize himself? He has to get you to come do it for him?” 

“No, Ma’am, I’m not apologizing for him, I’m apologizing for the three of us. We should have stopped him and we didn’t. We’re sorry we let that happen.” He waited for a moment and continued, “I think you might have saved him an even worse fate by keeping your husband from kicking his ass.” 

“He’s not my husband,” Tessa said smiling. “This is my husband,” she pointed at Thomas. 

“Oh, I’m sorry. I just assumed that… you know what, it doesn’t matter. I’ve said what I came here to say, I won’t bother you any further. You folks enjoy the rest of your evening.” 

“You too,” Tessa said. 

“I coulda kicked all their asses!” Rafa grumbled as he sat down. 

“Thomas, honey, can I talk to you for a moment?” Tessa asked. She got up and walked away from the table to a quiet spot. “So what do you think of Marisol’s proposal?” 

“I’m still not sure,” he replied. “I don’t know what it is but you seem to have a thing for Rafa. I saw it that night we first got together with him and the others. Of the four of them, you definitely favoured him.” 

“You have seen the size of his dick, right?” she grinned. “That night, that was all I wanted from him. But you’re right, there’s something different about him, I don’t know what it is either but I’d like to find out!” 

“I don’t know,” Thomas said. “We always said that we didn’t want to be with other people on our own, when we shared we wanted to do it together. I know, we were talking about going on dates separately and this is a bit different, we’d be in the same suite, just not in the same room. And after that first night when you guys argued, I’m a little worried that if it happens again, you might not be able to stop him. He’s strong and tougher than he looks, I think. I’m not sure I could stop him.” 

“I hear you, Baby. If you’re not comfortable it won’t happen, that’s the rule!” She kissed him softly, “Thanks for hearing me out.” They returned to the table and sat back down. “Sorry Marisol, looks like you’re stuck with Rafa,” she said. 

“That’s okay, Theresa. It was just an idea I thought might be fun!” She leaned over and kissed Thomas, “I’m still gonna fuck your husband tonight!” 

“And I’m going to fuck yours! It’ll be so good, he’ll scream his own name!” Tessa laughed. 

The conversation stayed in that general theme throughout the evening as they went to the arcade and played games, shot some pool and laughed a lot. They purposely avoided the casino at Marisol’s request. Just before midnight, Tessa went to Rafa and whispered in his ear and he smiled broadly. Then she whispered in Marisol’s ear and she smiled as well. Thomas knew she was up to something and had an idea what it might be but said nothing, choosing to let things play out. 

On their way back up to their rooms, Tessa and Marisol held their pretend husband’s hands. Thomas’s gaze kept moving back and forth between Tessa’s hands and her face, so much so that Marisol noticed. She squeezed Thomas’s hand and stopped. “We don’t have to do this,” she whispered. 

“No, it’s fine,” he said. “It’s just that the idea you told us this morning is banging around in my head.” 

“It’s okay, mi amor, it will be fine, I promise!” she said. “You just think about sliding that nice thick cock of yours into my ass!” She pulled him down for a hot kiss to distract him. 

They arrived in their suite and the two women excused themselves to get changed. The guys made drinks, Thomas opting for a soft drink while the others all wanted wine. The women appeared a short time later wearing matching lingerie. Each wife went to their husband and the games began. After kissing and touching for a bit to get their husband’s cock nice and hard, they looked at each other and nodded. They moved their husbands so all four of them were together in the center of the room and then deftly switched husbands. The kissing and feeling-up continued until Tessa took Rafa’s hand and led him into the bedroom. Marisol took Thomas’s hand and followed them. 

They lay on the bed next to each other and continued kissing as Rafa’s fingers went to Tessa’s pussy. She sighed loudly, “Yes Rafa! Right there!” She rolled onto her back and pushed down on his head, saying without words that she wanted him to go down on her. 

Marisol got on her knees and took Thomas’s cock into her mouth, allowing him to watch his wife and her husband as he licked and suckled on her clit and fingered her pussy. Thomas tried to keep his eyes open but the sensations from Marisol’s expert cocksucking made his head fall back and his eyes close involuntarily. She swallowed his head into her throat and fondled his balls gently, rolling them in her hand like Ben-wa balls. 

A groan from the bed distracted him and his eyes popped open. Tessa was on all fours and Rafa’s cock was sliding slowly into her ass. Her head was turned so that she could see her husband’s cock sliding in and out of his pretend wife’s mouth. Her eyes locked on his and she mouthed, “Please!” He shook his head and saw her close her eyes and nod slightly before returning her focus to the pure pleasure of Rafa’s cock pumping into her ass while her fingers played a tattoo on her clit. 

The look on her face entranced him, she was always beautiful to him, even on her worst days, but at this moment, with the ecstasy written on her face and her body completely under her lover’s control, she had never looked more beautiful, more alluring, more wanton to him. He knew what she wanted and he was incapable of denying it to her. He stood Marisol up and kissed her. “Let’s give these lovebirds some privacy!” he whispered to her and he led her out of the room to the other bedroom, closing the doors behind them. 

~  ~  ~

Tessa was in heaven as Rafa reamed her ass. The depth and cadence of his fucking increased and their bodies made loud slapping noises as they slammed together, hips into buttocks. Her ass cheeks rippled each time he slammed himself home and her breasts waggled beneath her as her body shifted with each forceful plunge into her. As had done the first time she had taken his thick eight inches into her ass, she moaned and sighed and pleaded and screamed as her orgasm approached. Her entire being was focused on the six-inch diameter sphere centred on her clit. Experiencing that explosive release was all that mattered in the here and now. 

Usually, she wanted to hold off so she and whoever she was fucking could enjoy that blissful feeling together but on this night she cared not if he came before, with or after her, or even if he came at all. She wished she had her favourite dildo or perhaps her rabbit vibrator in her pussy but there was no way she was calling a halt to proceedings to retrieve them from the other room. She thought to ask Thomas to get them for her but when she looked toward where she remembered him standing, he wasn’t there. A quick look in the other direction and she knew he had granted her wish. 

“Fuck me, Rafa! Fuck my ass!” she growled, the sound coming from deep in her throat and mimicking the growl of a she-wolf hunting prey. She felt his fingers dig into her hips as he sought purchase to pull her back into him as he drove forward with all the force his training and strength could muster. She felt him swell and knew he was close. “Don’t stop! Keep fucking no matter what!” she cried as she felt it rise from her very core, that delicious tightening of muscles and gathering of energy that was the precursor to her orgasmic release. 

Rafa stiffened for a moment as he started coming but then remembered her instructions and overrode the instinct to drive his semen as deep into her as possible. He continued thrusting into her which drove her over the precipice into that deep chasm. 

She screamed his name as she came, “YES RAFA YES! THAT’S IT! DON’T STOP! OH GOD YES I’M COMING!” as if he needed the announcement. Her pussy spasmed and squirted and gushed and with each wave, her ass tightened around his swollen shaft enhancing his pleasure as well as hers. Her cries turned to whimpers as they passed but he didn’t stop, rather he slowed his pace to give himself a little recovery time for the second wave he knew was to follow.

“Oh God! Another one!” she whispered as he felt it grow inside her again. He tightened his grip on her hips and fucked her as hard as his tired glutes and abs would allow and once again she screamed as she came. She pushed herself back onto him and whispered, “Don’t move! I want to feel your magnificent cock inside me!” She held herself there until she began to feel him soften and then moved forward slowly until he slipped out of her.  She rolled underneath him onto her back and gathered him in to enjoy the afterglow of what had been the best fuck of her life. 

They cuddled and kissed for a bit and soon they heard the passion from the other bedroom. 

~  ~  ~

Just about the time that Tessa’s second orgasm was fading, Marisol’s first was coming to its peak. She was riding Thomas reverse cowgirl, her hips a blur as she fucked herself with his cock. “Tell me when you are close, Thomas!” she breathed. He grunted and groaned for a minute or so and then mumbled that he was coming.

She leapt off him and twisted around, her mouth open just in time to catch the first jet of his cum on her tongue. He coated her face, splattered into her hair and onto her neck before he was able to resume breathing again. She hovered her face over his and his cum dripped from her chin onto his lips. His mouth opened and he reached up to catch the next drop before he used his tongue to clean her as best he could. 

They shared his bounty and as they kissed and cuddled his thoughts turned back to his wife in the other room. He hoped for her that what she and Rafa had done was as much fun as she’d made it sound. He hoped for himself that he would be able to set his feelings aside when he saw her next. Part of him wished that he and Marisol had stayed in the other room but he knew that Tessa wanted to be alone with Rafa and he loved her enough to let her do it. 

“Are you okay?” asked Marisol. Thomas nodded. “You are thinking about Theresa and Raphael, alone together in the next room, aren’t you?” He nodded again, afraid to speak lest all the emotions inside him come bursting out. “Do you know why she wanted so badly to be alone with him?” 

“I think so,” Thomas said. “She just wanted it to be the two of them, to have some private time with him. I know she’s infatuated with him and she just wanted to have some time that they could have just to themselves.” 

“That’s part of it,” Marisol said. “Yes, your wife is infatuated with my husband, she told me as much this morning. But she also told me the reason why she wanted to be alone with him was to see if being alone with him would change how she feels about you. She wanted to know if she could keep the love separate from the sex.” She kissed Thomas softly. “You and I, we can do this, and I believe Raphael can as well, but Theresa is confused right now. She loves you, Thomas, don’t ever doubt that, and she will always come back to you. She needs to know if she loves Rafa as well, if she has enough love, not lust, in her heart to love two men.” She kissed him again. 

“And if she does love us both equally?” Thomas asked. 

“She will still come back to you, her kissing cousin!” Marisol’s eyes twinkled. “You were her first, and I believe in my heart you will be her last! There may be others along the way but they will be temporary distractions. She will not betray you in that way.” 

“I hope you’re right,” Thomas said. “The question is, do we go back over there now that they’ve had their time together?” 

“I think it will take all night for her to sort out her feelings,” Marisol said. “Leave them and we will see them in the morning.” 

“It’s already morning,” Thomas said pointing at the clock on the bedside table. 

“Then later in the morning, or the early afternoon. Trust that she will come back to you and all will be well, I promise!” she said. “Now, I am ready for you.” She moved over him and they started kissing again. She crept down and took him in her mouth to revive him before getting onto all fours and presenting her round bum to him. As the blood left his brain and stiffened his cock, he put aside his doubts about his real wife and got into position behind his pretend one. 

He stopped when she cried out when he entered her. “Are you okay?” he asked. She nodded her head but her breathing told another story. “I don’t want to hurt you!” 

“It’s okay,” she breathed. “I need to do this!” He pushed himself in a little further until the thickest part of his shaft slid into her. From that part, the going was easier and he eased himself forward until his hips flattened her buttocks. “Hold still for a minute!” 

He held himself into her and could feel his pulse in his cock as it impaled her. She nodded her head and he began moving. “Holy fuck you are tight!” he groaned. 

“It feels like you have a baseball bat up there!” she groaned. 

“That’s what Tessa said the first time Donnie fucked her ass!” he laughed. “But he was way bigger than me!” 

“I can’t even imagine!” she moaned. “Easy! Nice and slow!” He obliged her and he watched the sheen on his shaft as it slowly exited her tight hole. He watched it extend out as the ridge of his glans pulled almost all the way out and he drizzled more lube on it before slowly sliding himself back inside her. “Little faster!” 

Soon he was stroking into her with a good steady pace as he felt her fingertips occasionally brush his balls as he fingered herself. He quickened his tempo and thrust harder as his lust overtook him. “Fuck, Mari! Gonna come!” 

“Hold on, Baby! Almost there!” she panted. Her fingers strummed her clit as his hips banged into her ass. She felt him swell against her and then the warm flood as he filled her ass with his cum. To his credit, he kept fucking her and shortly after, she came as well. 

As they lay beside each other, they heard the bedroom door open and watched as Tessa came to them. She kissed Marisol first and then kissed her husband. “Thank you, Thomas! I know that was hard for you!” He said nothing so she continued, “My ass is full of Rafa’s cum, would either of you like to clean me up?” 

Thomas kissed his wife again, “He put it there, let him clean it up!” and he rolled Marisol onto her back, pushed her legs up high and began licking and sucking his cum from her ass, buttocks and thighs before focusing on her pussy. He didn’t hear the door close as Tessa left to go back to Rafa. 

~  ~  ~ 

Tessa re-entered the bedroom and rejoined Rafa. “He said it’s all yours if you want it!” Rafa smiled as she got on all fours and licked her clean. It had run all the way down the insides of her thighs almost to her knees and she shivered as he drew his tongue up along each thigh to her pussy, giving it a lick before switching to the other side. “Don’t tell my husband but that just might have been the best fuck I have ever had!” she whispered as they kissed, sharing the remnants of his cum on their tongues. They settled down to sleep, Tessa feeling his firm muscled physique with her hands, thinking to herself, “I could get used to having two husbands!” 

When they awoke, they heard Thomas and Marisol in the living room and kitchenette making breakfast and chatting. They lay in bed for a little while, kissing and cuddling before getting up and joining their spouses. They greeted each other with soft reunion kisses. Thomas couldn’t wait to know how things went between them so he led her into the bedroom he had shared with Marisol and closed the door. “Was that fun?” Tessa asked Thomas quietly. 

“Not at first,” he whispered. “But Marisol talked me off the ledge.” 

“I’ll have to thank her properly later!” Tessa smiled as she kissed her husband again. 

“How about you, Tess, was it what you wanted it to be?” he asked. 

“It was all that and more!” she gushed. “It was so nice, just the two of us with no distractions, no one else watching! I mean I like it when you watch me but you and I like our alone time, right? I just wanted that with Rafa.”

“Do you love him, Tessa?” he asked. 

“Right to the point, his morning I see,” she said testily. “Truthfully?” Thomas nodded. “Yes, I do. I love being with him, I love kissing him and especially love making love to him. I know it’s not what you want to hear but last night, we didn’t just fuck, we made love and it was wonderful and magical!” She kissed him again, “But I am not in love with him. Do I want to be with him again? Absolutely, but am I going to leave you to do that? No, absolutely not.” 

Thomas sighed, “Now I’m going to tell you something you might not like to hear. I told you over and over that I didn’t want us to be with other people when we weren’t in the same room. But you insisted and wouldn’t let it die. Then last night I saw you together and I thought, ‘I’ll try it just this once, maybe it won’t be so bad.’ Well, it was bad. Here I am, having this incredibly beautiful woman begging me to fuck her in the ass, and all I could think about was you with him, telling him you loved him, telling him he was the best fuck you ever had! And it almost killed me, Tess! I just can’t do it! I’m sorry but I just can’t!” 

Tessa sat beside him and held him as he sobbed, “I want to, I want to be able to give that to you but I can’t. Remember how we talked about finding where the edges of the envelope are? Well, we found them and you being alone, fucking other men is outside the envelope.” 

“Okay, Sweetie, then we found it,” she said. She kissed and hugged him. “You know, we’ve been very lucky so far, this is the first real bump we’ve had in the road. I promise that was the first and last time!” They hugged tightly, “I’m sorry, Thomas, I never, ever meant to hurt you, you have to believe me!” 

“I believe you, Sweetie, you just got carried away and got lost in the moment,” he said.  They hugged, dried each other’s tears and rejoined their friends. 

“Are you guys okay?” asked Rafa. 

“We’re fine,” said Thomas. “Remember how we said this was about finding where the limits are? Well, we found one of the limits. It’s nothing against you guys, it’s between us.” 

“So we’re good?” asked Marisol. Tessa opened her arms and welcomed them both in for a group hug. 

“We’re better than good!” Tessa smiled. “We’re fuck buddies!”

“Yeah, about that,” Thomas said. “I think maybe it’s best we stick to our own spouses for a day or so. We have three more nights, maybe on the last night we can all be together but for now, I just want to reconnect with my wife.” 

“I agree,” said Marisol. She looked at Tessa, “You are a very lucky woman to have such a wonderful man as your husband! Last night, even though he was worried about you, he made sure I was satisfied in every way!” 

“I think we are both very lucky!” Tessa agreed. “And later, if our husbands agree, I’d like to satisfy you in every way!” The two women kissed passionately. 

“I’d like that too, very much!” replied Marisol.