Jill’s other hand reached towards his groin with a mind of it’s own. She ran her palm up the inside of Larry’s thigh and cupped his dangling testicles as her other hand never paused in it’s strokes on his cock.

“Oh yeah baby, that’s it,” moaned Larry as Jill’s fingers toyed with his balls. “That’s a good wifey.” Larry started to walk slowly backwards as he spoke, pulling Jill with him by the hand on his cock. As he sat back on the edge of the bed, Jill apparently unwilling to let go of his cock was pulled to her knee’s in front of him, all the while her hand...