Then, through the paper thin wall of heated flesh separating Carol's dually filled genital orifices, Jean felt the urgent thrusting of her husband's long, thick cock driving against the pressuring contact of her thumb, sensations of lewd passion blinding her to all but the lurid nakedly writhing threesome they formed…!
"Oh Christ!" Mark blurted out at the absolute mind-bending sight of his wife's slender white finger and thumb buried in Carol's asshole and cunt alongside his aching pole of hardness! Fuck, between them they were flipping him right out of his gourd… and… and that was like the tail wagging the dog! "Goddamn you, you little bitch!" he suddenly spat down into his wife's lust-contorted face. "Get down behind me and lick my balls while I fuck Steve's wife! Hurry up, damn you! Lick 'em all over! Do it…!"
Jean never hesitated, nor did she extract her buried finger and thumb from the desperately clutching heat of Carol's wetly seething vagina and rectum. With her hand still extended between Mark's strong legs, she kneeled down on all fours behind him, working in close and lowering her face below his momentarily stilled buttocks. She could both see and feel Carol's straining hips desperately rising and falling in a lewd little fucking-rhythm up and down the length of her young husband's fiery, hard cock. He spread his legs further and with her free hand, Jean eagerly cupped his cum-bloated testicles holding their soft heat tenderly and moving forward with greedy, extended tongue to begin licking and teasing at the soft, velvety flesh! Frantic sensations of masochistic lust raged through her nakedly inflamed body at the obscene act she was so voluntarily committing, the mere thought inspiring her to tremblingly trail the tip of her tiny pink tongue moistly upward to his small, puckered asshole!