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at me and looked over my body.
    “I want you to remember one thing and one thing only tonight. This is the first night with me, and there will be one new thing each time we are together. For now, I want you to try to move your body against his as much as possible. If his hands are against your stomach, arch into him. If he is sucking your nipple into his mouth, push your breasts into him more. Show him how much you desire him. How hot his touch makes you.” John released my ankle from his hold as there was a knock on the door. “Now, let me get that blindfold on you. It is time for your husband’s lesson.”
    A black satin blindfold was quickly slipped over my eyes before I heard the clip of the door being opened and low murmurs of the men exchanging words. I knew the moment Ian had spotted me. He let out a low growl that I recognized, followed by a murmured ‘fuck’.
    “I know, right? She looks damn good laid out like that, doesn’t she?” John questioned from across the room. “Those creamy thighs spread to reveal that beautiful wet pussy. It’s just begging for your attention isn’t it?”
    “Yes,” Ian breathed. I could hear his rapid breathing from across the room, which only made me breathe quicker and my pussy grow more excited as the anticipation got heavier.
    “Her beautiful, soft breasts are rising and falling , just asking for you to release them from the torture they are in. Go. Take off her bra. Let them escape,” John told Ian. I could hear halting footsteps before the side of the bed dipped. I grabbed handfuls of the pillow to keep myself from reaching out and touching whomever it was that was next to me.
    “You okay, baby?” Ian whispered into my ear as I felt his hands slide between me and the mattress to grab ahold of the clasp at the back of my bra.
    “Yes. God yes,” I murmured back, just as breathless as he was. “I’m so turned on, I can’t even tell you.”
    “Mmm. That makes me so hard when you talk like that,” Ian whispered before pulling back and sliding the straps of my bra up my arms. He pulled my arms apart so he could remove the bra completely before I returned them to their position above my head.
    “Come down here and look at her beautiful pussy that is making her panties so wet.” John brought my attention back to him. The bed shifted as Ian moved to the end of the bed. I felt a hand on each of my ankles. I heard a sharp intake of breath from one of them. John said, “Gorgeous, right?”
    “Yes. Hell, yeah,” Ian said as one hand slid up my inner thigh until it reached the elastic of my panties around my hip. I let out a moan at the caress and lifted my hips up towards the hand. “I want to see it.”
    “Tell her to take them off so you can see her.” John instructed.
    “Take them off, Brit. Show me that pretty pussy of yours.” Ian groaned as a hand landed on my opposite thigh. I could still feel the hand on my ankle so I knew both men were touching me, although I had no idea which hand belonged to who.
    I lowered my hand cautiously, expecting to be reprimanded for bringing my arms down. When I wasn’t, I hooked my thumbs in the sides of the tiny panties before drawing them down my thighs. I drew my knees towards my chest so I could pull them down my calves and off my feet. When I didn’t immediately move my legs back to the spread position, I felt a firm hand come to rest on my ankle with a slight tug that told me once again that it was John, reminding me of the position he told me to be in.
    “There you go. Absolutely delectable. Go on. Taste that pussy.” John said. There was silence that followed. Ian never went there. And I mean never . John let out a long, drawn out sigh. “Don’t tell me you are afraid to lick her. Really? It’s the most beautiful sight you will ever see. Trust me, your wife has a beautiful pussy that you should be jumping to smash your face in.”
    There was no response that I could hear from Ian.
    “Fine. If you won’t do