Alan, now focused on Tia and Ami, felt a surge of anticipation.
Tia, with her gentle spirit and lust-filled eyes, approached him first.
As Zara got up, Tia sat on his lap, her wetness brushing against his still-erect cock, a teasing smile playing on her lips.
"About time you noticed me... You see how wet your wife is," Tia said, her voice full of playfulness and desire.
"But I don't wanna do like this... Let's change position," she said with a blush.
Alan nodded, a smile playing on his lips. "Then tell me how you wanna do it."
Tia bit her lip, considering for a moment before a mischievous glint entered her eyes.
"How about you lie completely lie down on the couch and not just sitting, and I'll ride you?" she suggested.
Alan nodded, lying back on the couch, his cock standing tall and proud.
