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Jessica nodded slowly, not trusting herself not to scream if she said anything. His finger was rolling her clit from side to side and little shocks of pleasure were flashing along her nervous system. She was quickly approaching another climax.

At the next light, Jake moved his left hand away from her sex and turned so his right hand could slip between her thighs. As the hand went deeper between her legs, it was low down along the bottom of her thighs. Jessica rolled her hips up and a single finger speared straight into her hot, slippery opening.

Jessica gasped loudly, opening her eyes as the finger entered her vagina and she moaned long and loud as the palm cupped her sex. Jake rocked his hand, the palm rubbing her clit and the finger moving in and out of her sex. Jessica's hands were back on her breasts before she realized it. Her eyes locked with the driver's in the mirror.

The very idea of riding around the city with her legs spread wide, Jake's finger in her pussy, and the driver watching it all was just unbelievable. If someone had told her such a thing anytime before today, she would have laughed and called them crazy. The reality, however, was something else altogether.

Crazy, yes, but she was about to explode with the biggest orgasm of her life. The earlier one, brought on by the butt plug, would pale in comparison and it had been a beauty. She could not believe that this was really happening and that she was actually enjoying and helping it along. Her hips lifted higher and she moaned deep in her chest.

As the limousine started to move again, Jessica felt her hips moving in counterpoint to the finger in her sex. Jake's hand disappeared for a second and when it returned, two fingers speared into her. Jessica yelled loudly and came with a rush and a small gush, her hips jerking and hunching wildly on the two fingers.

*****

When the world started to have some meaning for Jessica other than flashing lights and racing pleasure, the car was parked on the side of the street. Jake still had two fingers buried in her pussy but they were still and he was kissing her softly on the lips. Jessica's hands were still cupping her breasts and slowly massaging the firm globes.

Jake broke the kiss and sat back. The driver was turned sideways in his seat and staring at Jessica, his eyes moving up and down over her hands and Jake's and then back up to her face. Jessica moaned loudly and then whimpered softly as a shiver ran up and down her body.

She felt Jake's hand move and she moaned as his fingers pulled out of her pussy. He held the wet shiny fingers up in front of her face and whispered, "You made one hell of a mess."

Jessica tried to stifle a giggle but didn't quite succeed. "Oh, you think that's funny, do you? Then maybe you should clean these fingers up before I spank your ass," Jake said sharply.

His two fingers moved to rub the slippery juices on them over her lips. Jessica opened her mouth to protest but found that impossible as Jake jammed the fingers in her mouth and said, "Suck, bitch, suck them clean."

Jessica froze and then Jake's other hand closed on her right breast and squeezed it tightly, painfully so. Jessica gave out with a muffled yell and tried to turn her head away.

Jake rammed the fingers deeper in her mouth, gave her breast a slight twist, and said, "Suck my fingers, bitch. You made this mess and you're going to clean it up."

The shock and pain had Jessica sucking on his fingers instantly. He relaxed his grip on her breast and then caressed it as she sucked and licked his fingers. The grin on the driver's face made her whimper and then groan softly as he watched her sucking her own juices off Jake's fingers. She felt embarrassed at him watching but somehow it seemed to turn her on wildly.

After a couple of minutes, Jake pulled his fingers out of her mouth and looked at the driver. "Hand me a couple of those handy wipes you keep up there."

"Yes, sir," the driver said, still grinning as he turned to get them.

When he handed them to Jake, Jake passed one to Jessica and told her, "Here, clean yourself up, that is unless you want Jackson here to lick you clean. He has a big strong tongue and loves to eat pussy, ain't that right, Jackson?"

"Yes, sir, you better believe that's right. Although, if I came home with the smell of a white woman's pussy on my breath, my old lady would kill me deader than a knob."

Jake laughed and told Jessica, "Then you'd better do it, we wouldn't want Jackson's death on our conscious, would we?"

Jessica took the moist paper towel and lifted her hips. She was acutely aware of both men's eyes on her sex as she cleaned herself up. It both scared and excited her at the same time. She found herself doing it slowly and showing herself off even more as she did. She even lifted her hips higher and wiped around the heart shaped button of the butt plug.

"Damn!" Jackson whispered as she did. "I ain't ever seen nothing like that before."

"You should get your wife one for Valentine's Day," Jake said with a grin.

"Getting her one would be one thing but even suggesting where to put it would get me killed, so no thanks," Jackson said seriously.

"So she wouldn't like it, huh?"

"No, sir, she surely wouldn't. I'd love it but she wouldn't stand for me even asking. Her ideas on sex are pretty vanilla if you know what I mean. Missionary mostly and maybe a little doggy if she gets to lit on Saturday night but that's about it," Jackson explained.

"Maybe you need to get a little forceful with her, show her whose boss," Jake said with a grin, his eyes on Jessica's.

"She's a good Christian woman but if I was to throw my weight around, she'd make a bowtie out of my balls. She's loving but she's mean when she's crossed. I think I'll just take what I get and call myself lucky," Jackson replied with a chuckle.

"Probably a good idea in that case," Jake said.