"Jessica, that's enough! Stop right now!" Jim said emphatically. However, in spite of his anger, he could feel a stirring in his groin at the lewdness across the table.
"...feels so good Jimmie. ...can't stop. ...hand's above my stocking now; ....fingers on my thigh. OOOuuuu, ...pinching my leg, Jimmie. ...pussy's so wet. Ohhhhh!" Jessica slouched lower on the bench and spread her legs wider to give Marcus full access to her p***y.
"Jessica, pleeeeaaase. Don't do this!" Jim tried to be defiant as he knew that his wife's bare p***y was exposed to the assaulting fingers. But, for some unexplained reason his body was responding to their depraved actions, and Jim's c**k was working its way down his pants leg.
"He's rubbing my bare lips. ...so wet. Oh god, ...so hot, ...cunt needs it! ...rub
