Don stopped fingering the redhead's cunt. He took his hand away and Judy saw the swollen pussy lips and the wet pink flesh. Then she turned her eyes to Don. He was taking off his shirt. He wore no undershirt. She saw his muscle's ripple as he unzipped his pants.

"What are you doing?" Lynn asked.

"What does it look like?"

"You can't do that," Lynn said. "I'm not that kind of girl. Don't you dare take off your clothes."

Don wasn't listening to her. He unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers down. He kicked out of them. Judy could see the bulge in front of his shorts. His cock was sticking out like a tent pole. Lynn saw it too. Her eyes widened.

"We're not going to do that," Lynn said.

"Sure we are," Don said.

He stripped off his shorts. Judy was amazed when she saw how thick and blood-red the young man's cock was. It wasn't that much bigger than her husband's, but it had the power of youth. Judy had never kissed a prick in her life but she would have been tempted to kiss the swollen head.

"Spread your legs," Don said. "I've waited long enough. Spread your legs because I'm going to fuck you!"

The note of authority in his voice left no room for hesitation. Judy had the feeling that the young man was past the point of being able to control himself. He was now a wild beast. He would have raped her if she didn't fuck him willingly.

"All right," Lynn said meekly.

Judy was past that point herself. She pulled her skirt up around her waist and slipped her hot hand inside her panties. Her pussy lips felt tender. She gently stroke the opening with her fingertip. She could feel hot shivers going up her spine.