Wesley groaned as he rubbed Fred's clit, feeling her starting to flutter around him. She was already so tight, and the trembling of her muscles was making it almost impossible for him to continue his thrusting. As it was, he was very close to coming because when Rupert started moving harder, he felt it too.
"Lord," he gasped, Fred practically clenching him before she finally orgasmed. The sensation was too much, and Wesley came as well, his cock throbbing hard inside her. It was rather intense, so much so that he wasn't sure if he didn't lose consciousness for a moment. As it was, all he was aware of was the feel of his wife around him as Rupert's cry rang in his ears.
After taking a few deep breaths, Wesley looked up at Rupert, reaching up run his hand along his side while placing a gentle kiss on Fred's shoulder.
"As you can tell, we definitely missed you," Wesley told him with a chuckle.
"Yes, I can see that," Rupert replied. They couldn't stay like that, as nice as it felt for both of them to be buried inside Fred, so he moved carefully off her then helped her to slid off Wesley's cock, which was already going soft. Wesley groaned as he popped out of her, then slid off the bed and went into the bathroom to wet some towels so they could clean themselves up.
Once they had, Wesley wrapped his arms around Fred while Rupert did the same from the other side, effectively sandwiching her between them. It was nice to lie there together like that until Wesley suddenly realized something.
"Bugger," he groaned.
"What's wrong?" Rupert asked.
"One of us is going to have to get up to let Martin in when he gets back, and that means getting out of bed."