"Twist my arm!" she laughed, heading for the jeep and pulling Ted along behind her. Full of love, anticipation and delight, she slid onto Ted's lap as the grinning Sandor put the jeep in motion. Undulating her sizzling cunt against the bulge in Ted's jeans, Katt giggled and winked at Sandor while Ted began to finger her nipples.
Her husband ran his hand into her crotch, pushing her legs apart so he could stroke her cunt.
"I'm going to thrust my prick into you right here," he said, pressing his finger against the denim above her hole.
When her pelvis began to churn, he flipped open the button on her jeans, pulled down the zipper and slid his hand inside. He thrust a finger deep into her steamy cunt.
Ted mumbled in her ear, "Full of hot liquids. Is some of this stuff Hazun's?"
"No, darling. Hazun fucked me in the mouth last night."
"Give me more." He pressed her forward and slid his finger lower and tunneled into her further. "Ah, yes, I love the wetness."
Katt stroked Sandor's bulging prick. "Bhadra wanted to suck it out, but I sent her away."
"She is an oral freak. I love her mouth," Ted admitted, screwing his finger deeper into his wife's lovehole.
"Ted… do it for me. Make love to Bhadra. I've wanted to see you do that for so long now."
"All right, baby, if that's what you want. But Sandor or Hazun or both can take care of you while I screw her."
"Sandor's ready!" she cried in delight.
The servant shoved the pedal to the floor.
Once again, Katt felt like the luckiest woman in the world to be married to Professor Ted MacNeil. Everything was turning out fine. Just fine. She had never felt so well protected, desired or so loved before.
Now she knew that she could look forward to a wonderful life with Ted, one that was geared to both their sexual needs and wants. Could she ask for anything more while she was still here on earth? She doubted it!
As the jeep sped away, Katt smiled and kissed her husband.
"Happy, darling?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied. "I couldn't be happier."
And she meant every word.