“What is your favourite tease?” asked slutty Jean, as the topless friends sipped their Riesling.

“Well, last weekend I taunted my husband Max by rubbing the top of your Rhys’s thigh, close to his obvious bulge as he leered at my cleavage,” smirked naive Ursula, attempting to get under Jean’s skin.

“What is your favourite?” she added.

“Nothing compares with holding eye contact with Rhys as I take the huge cock of another woman’s husband into my mouth,” retorted Jean.

“By the way, Ursula, does Max always insist on cumming between a gal’s tits at the conclusion of a blowjob?”