If Jessie hadn't slipped up, Beth was convinced she would have began to truly believe the person on top of her was a man. She let out a playful giggle and leaned forward. "Deeper! Huskier!" She whispered sharply. It brought her back into the reality that they were, after all, two women acting. To outsiders, her little laugh seemed completely natural for her assumed situation.<br/><br/>"Honestly, I'm finding myself out too." She reclined back against the floorboards, taking herself out of the range of her whispers. It was a misconception that whores grew to hate sex. Like any line of work, Bethie did it for the money. But, she didn't mind the act. Some partners were better than others, but she enjoyed feeling that spark with the occasional stranger. She was beginning to feel that same flame with Jessie. Any religious hesitation had, for the moment, disappeared from the forefront of her conscious.<br/><br/>A soft whimper came from the body below as Jessie pushed another fingers inside of Beth. The whore stayed quiet, giving Jessie freedom to create the situation. She never seemed to be nearing a limit of any sort; the young lady was probably used to all of it. "Ohhh!" A lovely groan escaped to the outdoors as Jessie rotated her hand. She didn't need to speak to voice her approval.<br/><br/>Bethie saw the hesitation in the darkness. She didn't want to pressure Jessie in any way, so she laid there quietly as her husband considered the options. She saw the figure turn to peek outside; she smelled the desire. The warmth and messy nature of the kiss made Beth tingle with excitement. It was rare for her to experience something new in bed, but the pair was entering into a zone entirely foreign to the whore.<br/><br/>She heard the rustling of Jessie's shirt as buttons were undone. To Bethie, it was beautiful. Jessie was taking the initiative, and Bethie was ready to give her something in return. Her arms wrapped around Jessie, forcing her closer. Bethie tended to the blanket at all times, making sure the layer of protection stayed over them at all times. She made sure Jessie realized this to give her a sense of security and freedom.<br/><br/>Another string of moans came from Bethie as Jessie's fingers entered inside of her again. The whore was amused by how her sex seemed to attract her travel mate like moths to a flame. Beth's face was glowing red, although the darkness hid this fact. She tilted her head, letting Jessie explore her neck like any hungry man would. With her, things were different. Everything felt more sincere and sensitive.  Bethie hardly knew how to describe it.<br/><br/>"H-harder... Deeper!" She gasped, knowing well that her words would seem natural if anybody heard them. "Jessie, Jessie..." She groaned, playing up the act a bit.<br/><br/>Her hands explored all along Jessie's backside, feeling the soft flesh that was so new to her. "Unbutton my gown... Take me..." She whispered. It was part of the ruse... or was it? Things were beginning to sound more and more like Bethie's true wants.<br/><br/>