. FUCKING HELL!” Jessica screamed now as I bottomed-out inside her not-as-tight bum now.The fact that her husband was now balls deep inside her drip...ing wet cunt didn’t hurt matters, either. She was very much filled and stretched out, too, her sultry flesh crammed between our sweaty, manly bodies. We had her neatly trapped, but she didn’t want out of our grasp, anyway. Far from it, of course. Jessica was absolutely engulfed by us, just as we were by her. It was an experience that few could. There had been a time when he had a half a grapefruit, and a slice of toast for breakfast. Lately it had been toaster bagels with cream cheese, toaster waffles with maple syrup, or sugar laden cereals.His lunches were fast food burgers, fries, and sodas. He tried to remember when he had last eaten a chicken salad sandwich on wheat bread with a glass of milk.Dinners were either prepackaged food, nuked in the microwave, or restaurant fare.With that kind of diet it was a miracle he wasn’t a. Opening her door, he didn’t disappoint. Reaching for her hand he coaxed her out of the car and onto her feet. Though the surroundings were unromantic his kiss in the garage made Aggie feel like her panties were ready to drip. When he reached down, lifted the hem of her skirt, and fingered the panel of her panties, his touch on the moist panel caused her to jerk.Hand-in-hand they entered the house like young people on a date. Aggie was already alive with the intrigue, the confidence in the car. It was a really good and well-maintained home. We headed straight to her hall. She asked me to sit down and then went to her room. After 10 minutes she came out wearing a lehenga and blouse. My god, she was looking stunning. She whirled and asked me how did it look.I just sat there in awe, at a loss of words, I told her she looked really beautiful. She blushed a little and went in changed to a t-shirt and shorts. She came back out and sat beside me. She had to attend a wedding soon so she.