In most relationships the woman would be laying home wondering where her husband was and who he was fucking.. In her world it was such that the man would just bring his mistress home, fuck her right in front of you and then maybe even move her in. She wondered which was worse, but it felt like this must be it. To see Edwards body thrusting into this woman bringing her to orgasm after orgasm was torturous.<br/><br/>She felt like screaming for him to just stop, stop , but she didn't. It was like time was moving in slow motion as her eyes fixed on their sweaty bodies thrashing around the bed. Jessica had been victorious and Tess knew this as she watched the woman rejoice in her rewards.