Mark felt his young wife's exploring thumb and finger encircle the base of his burning cock… then, slither up into Carol's steaming cunt-passage to wriggle probingly and damn near trigger off his cum! For a moment, he couldn't speak, his every concentrated effort needed to hold back the massive eruption boiling in the swollen reservoir of his churning balls! Yet, subconsciously his satyrical brain reasoned that he'd done anything but punish, shame, or debase her! Christ, she was going right out of her skull with flagrant wantoness, while beneath him, Steve Foster's naked wife was writhing and jerking, her moans and whimpers of ecstatic pleasure coming in gasping breaths as she strained and fucked back wildly on the inflamed length of his heavily impaling cock!
"Ooohhh… ooohhh… yes, yes! Fuck me! Harder, Mark… harder harder!" Carol breathlessly choked.
Goddamn! They were going to emasculate him… that's what was going to happen, he reelingly thought, gaping down to see his wife's small, white hand beginning to move once more alongside his rapidly pistoning cock, the lewd, lust-inspiring sight spellbinding him…!
Carefully, Jean adjusted her obscenely positioned hand until she was able to withdraw her finger from Carol's hotly nibbling cunt and slither her thumb up inside in its place beneath her husband's cock. Then, with her free forefinger, she slid it down along the smooth, dampened crevice between the tautly jerking mounds of Carol's wide-spread buttocks until she felt the tiny, puckered hole of her smoothly working anus! The willowy brunette's naked hips squirmed, spasming convulsively at the sensuous contact.