"I think we shouldn't let him participate at all," Tamara replied, grinning devilishly. She moved off of the couch and away from Bryan, taking Sammi's hand. She didn't mind if he just watched; she and Sammi were close enough now that she would be with her just as often as Bryan as she could. She loved them equally, if that was possible. The taller woman turned toward Sammi, both of them in their red undergarments. She carefully pushed a lock of red hair back over her shoulder, smiling with her eyes sparkling, and leaned in to kiss her. Her hands strayed to Sammi's breasts again, pressing her thumbs into her nipples as she deepened the kiss. Her heart was thudding excitedly as her hands strayed down further still, down Sammi's back and under the band around her underwear, pressing gently into her round ass, half for her own pleasure, half for Sammi's, and half for the watching Bryan's.