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I’ll be able to take it back there, baby,” I whispered. “You’re too big.”
    I was hoping he would have second thoughts when he heard how scared I was, but that wasn’t the case.
    â€œJasmine, I won’t hurt you, baby. I’ll take my time, and I’m using this so you’ll be okay.” He held out a bottle of KY Warming Liquid for me to view.
    â€œWon’t it get too hot back there?”
    â€œYou’ll be fine, just relax,” Monica responded before taking my nipples into her mouth. A moan escaped from my lips, totally catching me off guard.
    I tried to relax as James eased himself into my back door. Lord knows it was killing me, but I stuck in there. He slowly pushed the head in, which was the most painful part. It felt like he was ripping me a new asshole, and tears gathered at the corners of my eyes, threatening to fall and land on Monica’s forehead. Once he got in as much as he could comfortably, he began pleasing me with long, slow strokes. In combination with Monica pushing and pulling on the bottom, I was going crazy from the new feelings I was having. When James pulled out, Monica pushed in, causing me to lose my breath on more than one occasion. James reached around my waist and teased my clit while Monica held my lips open for him. His other hand fondled my right nipple while Monica’s mouth warmed the other one.
    I didn’t know whether I was coming or going. Some time during the mix, the pace quickened and we were going at it like animals. Monica sat on the lounge chair with vibrator in hand, watching me and James become one. He held me by my ankles, pushing my legs all the way back, my knees touching my ears easily. He was driving his penis deep in me with slow strokes, and I never wanted him to stop.
    â€œI’m cumming, baby,” I said to my husband between inhaling and exhaling. “Cum with me.”
    James slowed it down, and we looked each other as our orgasms played out. My legs wrapped around him tightly until our rapture subsided. Monica looked spent as she too was exploding along with us. James pulled out of me and rested with his head between my breasts while we caught our breath. The session we just had was the best thing since sliced bread.
    â€œI’ll meet y’all in the Jacuzzi,” Monica replied as we reluctantly untangled ourselves from each other. At that moment, I wanted Monica to leave so James and I could enjoy our weekend alone, but I didn’t want to be rude. I later found out that was mistake number one. The red light was practically blinking right in front of my face, but for reasons beyond even me, I went with the flow instead of stating my wishes. She served her purpose, and it was time for her ass to go.
    We joined Monica in the Jacuzzi a little while later. James popped open one of the Alizé bottles, and we sat back and chilled. Friday After Next was playing in the DVD player, but I paid it no mind. I wanted some more of my husband, but with Monica there, I knew it would be a group thing. We relaxed a little longer, and before the movie was over we scrubbed each other clean and dried ourselves off.
    James had another movie playing in the room while we fell back on the huge bed. He told us of our plans for the next day. Monica would only be with us for tonight. After breakfast, she would be heading home, leaving me and James to enjoy the rest of our mini-vacation, which was cool with me because I was ready for her to leave anyway. I didn’t see why she had to stay the entire night. I mean, he could have easily put her in a cab and sent her on her merry way. I started to suggest that to James, but I didn’t want to spoil the mood. He also made mention of a shopping spree and a couple’s spa treatment we would be attending at the hotel.
    I half watched the movie, and half played back what went down earlier. Out of the corner of my eye, I took in Monica. She was definitely a cutie, and I