The woman turned her head in a daze.
In the dim light, she saw that handsome face.
That handsome, sunny big boy was now smiling, just watching her.
As their eyes met, a wave of shyness washed over the woman's heart.
She shook her head repeatedly.
Signaling to him to stop, her husband was right beside her.
But the handsome big boy kept on doing as he pleased.
His fingers, through her panties, kept flicking incessantly.
Until she was dripping wet.
Seeing that the handsome big boy had no intention of stopping, the woman simply gave up struggling.
She leaned forward, resting her hands on the back of the seat in front of her.
In this position, even if her husband turned to look, he wouldn't see anything amiss.
She shifted her butt, sitting halfway on the chair, half suspended in the air, while her clenched legs parted.
His hand was free again, growing bolder with every inch.
Under her skirt, that hand pushed aside her panties, finding its way through the gap.
