I looked over to the armchair. Craig had pulled out of my wife and was sitting on the floor with his back against the edge of the armchair. I noticed he was sitting on a cushion, which explains how he gained the extra height to reach her with his cock. Rita, my lovely wife, was flopped back in the chair with her round bottom still hanging half off of the forward edge. She looked flushed and extremely pleased. I handed out the tissues again; looks like that's going to be my job from now on. Craig glanced up when I handed the tissue box to my wife. He looked even more dazed than before. It surprised me when he was the first to speak.
"Okay." He was still a bit breathless. "So what are we going to do the rest of the weekend?"
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