"Stay there, honey, be patient now." she smiled. "I think you're getting your husband all hot and bothered. And we haven't even started yet. So where were we?"
Ruring brought her hand up to Maris's face, parted her lips and pushed her finger inside Maris's mouth. Maris began sucking, greedily. Ruring kept her other hand on Maris's nipple, squeezing it sharply, as she pushed her finger in and out of Maris's mouth.
"That's right," Ruring encouraged her, "Get it nice and slick for me.'
Maris sucked harder, faster, as Ruring kept her eye on Lucan, needing to keep him focused, contained.
"And, hey," Ruring called over to him. "We haven't talked about this amazing...cunt."
