Amon, Megan, and Shera head to the living room and sit down on the couch, with Amon in the middle and the two women beside him.
Amon puts his hand around Megan and pulls her closer and doesn't shy away from feeling up her body. His hands roam around her perfect body, claiming every inch of it for himself.
"Mnnn~" Megan moans pressing her lips as she gazes deep into Amon's striking eyes. She could spend all of her day looking at Amon and appreciate him.
Shera, who is sitting beside them, is feeling left out. She sees how Megan is madly in love with Amon and wonders what it feels like. Don't get her wrong, she does love her husband, but not on the same level Megan has for Amon.
It's fanatic reverence. For Megan to be so extremely infatuated with Amon makes Shera believe that Amon has some kind of magic touch.
Even the brief kiss that she shared with him made her want more. She can imagine how much more Megan is addicted to him knowing that she gets fucked by him almost every day.
