She spooned the steaming beef into two wooden bowls and placed them on the table. Before they even settled down, Daniel's hand slid under her skirt and speared straight into her wet folds without warning.
"Eek!," she gasped, her body jerking, "what you doing, Daniel! Stop it, Ahh…"
"No… hehe…" he murmured, thrusting deep into her pussy.
Jessica's mind shrieked at her limbs to shove him away, to slap his wrist, to do anything—but her body refused to obey. She stayed frozen, hands clamped to the table, her thoughts dissolving into a drooling haze of pure lust.
She clamped her lips together, trying to endure it, but within a few seconds, she completely lost her mind, her helpless moan tore from her throat, raw and unbidden.
*Schlick-Schlick-Schlick*
"Ahh… Ahh… Ahh… D-daniel, I'm cum… ing… Nghh!"
*SQUUUIRT!!*
A sharp, helpless cry tore from her throat as her release sprayed across the floor, her legs shivered, buckled and about to collapse.
