<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Jess</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Jess2.jpg)</div></div></div><br/>Jessica moaned and groaned with pleasure as her husband fucked her on the tabletop, pounding her hard with those strong, tireless hips of his. She clutched at the edge of their kitchen table, her head back and her eyes squeezed shut as jolt after jolt of pleasure surged through her, her husband's cock striking her deep and hard. The buxom beauty's breasts bounced with each hard thrust, the ample swells freed of the pajama top she wore, her nipples stiff with her arousal. The sound of their doorbell caused her to put her hand on Jeff's chest and slow him down a little. They came to a stop and she was already panting heavily, her legs wrapped tightly around her husbands waist. "Fuck.. she was... faster than I thought."<br/><br/>Jessica pulled herself off her husband's cock and slid to the floor, knees already a little wobbly from the hard pounding he'd been giving her. She quickly dressed herself as best she could, tugging her panties back on and buttoning her top again before moving swiftly to the door. Jess opened it, a bit of a grin on her face and flush on her cheeks. It was obvious what she'd just been doing. "Hey Becky! Sorry I didn't come to the door right away. We were... buffing the table. Come on in!" She pulled the blonde inside before any protest could be made at her flimsy excuse. When Becky's back was turned, she grinned and winked at her husband.