Kirk had this look of absolute glee on his face about his place of honor for the night. "Got eleven kids of my own all over the place. No need to have a twelfth one to that. Didn't think he'd fancy me knocking up his wife anyway."
Tony just looked at Kirk. "Eleven kids? Someone didn't wrap it up when they were plowing fields." Really, Tony used to be the biggest slut ever and the only children he ever managed were the ones with his wife. Tony crawled onto the bed next to her and up towards the top, propping himself on some pillows there as he beckoned for Remy toward him, that hungry, predatory look in his eyes. Kirk, bottle of lube in hand, got down on the edge of the bed on his knees and waited for her to get comfortable and in place for him. Once she bent over above Tony at least, he made for her ass, his thick fingers playing around the ring of muscle to tease her before he hunkered down where he could get his head back there. He meant to do just as he had done to Tony, spread her and work her open enough for him. He was wider than Tony, so he figured she'd need a little extra stretching if she was used to her husband's cock already.