"And I love you, and I love fucking you even more."
"Yes. Yes," he said.
Brandon's body went stiff, with his ass of the bed, but his cock stayed hard, and she felt the gush inside her. Even as he came, he tried to rock up at her, tried to give her even more pleasure.
After a moment, he slowed and stopped, and a bit later, his cock slipped from her pussy, and she saw the smile that remained on his lips.
Oh, what a delicious feeling, she thought.
"Leslie, you are unbelievably great!" Brandon said.
"We'll straighten things out. Oh, damn, yes we will. I can feel that you're already straightening something out. Oh, that felt so goooood. I'm so sorry about…"
"Shhh."
"We're going to have a hell of a time when we get home," Judy said from the doorway as she and Rick stepped toward them, holding hands.
"Yes," Brandon said. "But Leslie and I have a lot of catching up to do on our own."
"Not yet," Judy said, and she and Rick joined them on the bed.
Judy and Leslie sat next too each other, and each man cradled his own wife and fondled her breast.
"I have a bistro to open," said Armand, now fully clothed but you are free to stay until I can join you again this evening."
"Perhaps," Judy said.
Not a chance, Leslie thought, and when Armand went downstairs, she looked from Judy, to Rick.
"Damn, I love fucking," Leslie said.
"Don't we all," Judy said.
"It was worth the trip," Brandon said.
Judy turned to Leslie, and brought her tongue to Leslie's in a delicious air kiss.
"I've learned enough here," Leslie said. "Now let's all go back to the hotel and fuck each other's brains out."
"Oh, yeah," Brandon said, and he nuzzled Leslie's ear. "Let's all go fuck."