It was another thirty seconds before my wife came, but although I had stopped twitching inside her, Francesca was still rocking back and forth in orgasmic bliss. My wife came hard, arching her back and locking her arms, frozen completely still. My wife is fairly quiet when she cums, but her breath told the whole story, first stolen and then released in hitching gasps as her eyes rolled back in her head. She must have cum for another thirty seconds, and then collapsed backwards in that satisfied way that only an orgasm can do.
I gently eased my cock out of Francesca’s ass, and she slowly got to her feet between me and my wife. I was shocked when my wife nuzzled her face into Francesca’s cheeks, and when she spread them and licked her abused asshole, I nearly passed out. My wife licked her lips, and then leaned down to lick my cock softening cock with her gentle tongue. She swallowed me to the base, even licking my balls past my shaft, and giggled as I twitched, my cock trying for a third round that it wouldn’t be able to handle.
My beautiful naked wife stood and took Francesca’s hand, and led her down the hall to the guest bathroom. I heard the shower run, and figured I’d give them some girl time in case either needed to process what we had just done. It turned out that I was the one who needed more processing time. When I exited our upstairs shower and came back into the kitchen, the girls were already seated and giggling over wine. The only difference from the sight I had entered to an hour ago was that they were in comfortable bathrobes instead of athletic wear and an evening gown.
My dick throbbed contentedly, and I grabbed a beer from the fridge as I surveyed these two beautiful ladies who had given me the best experience of my life. What a birthday. My wife is amazing.