As soon as her ass relaxed back to the bed I got up to my knees across her stomach, my balls were resting on her bellybutton, my erection hovering over her tits. Usually when my wife comes home from her trips and we screw the first time I get off a little quicker than she likes. She put her hands around my neck, laced her fingers together then leaned to my left ear and asked “You’re my best friend’s husband, you think we should?”
“Didn’t you ever share your toys when you were little girls?”
She leaned back, her hands still around my neck but arms straight so she could look at me “Yeah, her Barbie and my Ken shared a lot time together.”
I was amused “They ever get it on?”
Amber grinned as she reminisced “Ken used to visit Barbie at Chloe’s or sometimes Barbie would sneak over to my room to spend a few hours in bed with him. He was always in the middle.”
Chloe turned to face Amber, “Even back then I was wondering what
