As our kiss broke, I remembered Julie was sitting right beside us and looked over at her. or even moving. Amanda released the hold she had on Julie’s nipple and positioned herself above me so I’d have to look up to kiss her. It might have been some time since we’d shared another woman, but I knew exactly what my wife had in mind. We kissed slowly up the inside of Julie’s thighs, coming closer together until our mouths and tongues met in the middle, taking turns kissing lips and tongues and labia and clit and back again until finally the combined saliva and juices leaking from Julie’s soft, puffy pussy encouraged Amanda to more or less shove my head away with hers as she buried her face and tongue as deeply as she was able. I drew her nipple into my mouth, sucking and releasing, trying to mimic the speed she was pumping the other until I realized she was no longer pumping… Both our lips now slick with our daughter’s milk, the kiss was so hot it made my dick start to twitch in my sweats.
