Andrew was quick and deliberate in his movements, timing them just perfectly so that he came the moment the tip of his cock pressed against her lips.  She wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, taking every drop he spurted, letting it collect on her tongue.  She crooked her finger at Dave, who was still standing meekly on the edge of the patio, watching his wife.   He hung his head and shuffled towards them, stopping at the foot of the lounger Rachael and Andrew were on.  Rachael slid her body out from under Andrew’s and moved down towards Dave.  She motioned him down to her level, pulling him in for a kiss.  Her tongue easily parted Dave’s lips, then pursed her lips, pushing Andrew’s seed into Dave’s mouth.<br/><br/>“Swallow,” Rachael told him as she stood up from the lounger and offered her hand to Andrew.  “We’re going to take a shower,” she told Dave.  “I’ve gotten… well, quite a workout,” she smirked as she led Andrew into the house.<br/>