Max looked at Dave as he reached lower and slid one of his hands into Joanie's bra cup. He kept his eyes on Dave's as his fingers were slowly grabbing and kneading on her warm soft flat tit.
Joanie closed her eyes, hating how wrong it felt to let another man touch her breast. She was hoping he would somehow dislike her and change his mind, but he kept kneading her bare breast silently.
Max slid her shoulder straps down, pushing the bra cups to expose her lovely 36DD breasts as he was openly kneading and rubbing them as Dave eyes were on him. He grabbed on her breasts a little firmer but it only made Dave follow his moves more intensely. Dave's eyes looked on his wife's breasts being groped and raised his eyes to meet hers, watching her reaction as she was sitting on her heels, silently letting Max to grope her.
Max reached and unzipped his pants, letting his cock push under his boxers as he started to rub the bulge in his boxers over the back of Joanie's head. Joanie kept kneeling silently, her head pushed forward but she soon straightened up, feeling humiliated. She pressed it back against Max's crotch and felt Max rubbing it over the back of her head and her hair.
"She's got nice hair," Max told Dave as he brushed his fingers in Joanie's hair and pulled her hair against his bulge. He reached and pulled his cock out of his boxers and rubbed it in her hair over and over, slowly. Max smiled at Dave. Dave smiled back.
Joanie couldn't see Max but she could feel his cock now, bare, touching her scalp occasionally. The feeling of his cock touching her body, even just her hair, made her feel cheap. She looked at Dave, who now had a noticeable bulge in his pants.
Max groaned and rubbed his cock in her hair and against the back of her head and then brushed it over her neck and shoulders making Joanie feel it over her exposed skin.
"Lean forward," he commanded while rubbing his cock over her a little more and then stepped back. Joanie leaned forward, feeling cheap and used as Max pushed his hand over the top of her back, making her push her weight forward until she rested on her arms and knees.
"She's so obedient. That's sweet," he said, pleased. Max reached down and rubbed his hand on Joanie's pushed out ass over her dress. He grabbed the dress and pulled it up over her ass, exposing her black matching knickers. Joanie held still, letting him grope her, feeling self conscious as he was able to see her ass now.
Max rubbed her ass over her knickers. letting his hands explore and then grab and squeeze on the pale cheeks. His hands pulled the knickers up, making them slide in between her pushed out cheeks and then started kneading and pushing her cheeks together some more. Joanie stayed on her hands and knees. She wasn't helping Max but wasn't protecting or trying to stop him either.
"Time to see how wet your wife is," Max told Dave as he slid the knickers down slowly and exposed her ass crack and the slit between her thighs. Joanie could feel his finger slowly brushing over her cunt slit, slightly spreading the lips to see if she started getting wet at all. Joanie's heart skipped a beat. It felt for her like a line has been crossed as he touched her most intimate area. She was angry at herself when she realized her cunt was wet already. Her body response surprised her as every part of her hated it.
Max parted her lips and pushed his finger tip against her cunt.
"I think she likes it, she's wet already," he told Dave as he teased his finger tip in and out. Joanie could feel how easily his finger was sliding in and out of her cunt. She could even hear it in the silence of the room as Max kept fingering and pushing his finger deeper until his finger was fully buried inside.
