The Shocked Delia, For the First Time in Twenty Years, Feeling Sensitive

(Sexual Scenes ahead. Reader discretion is advised.)

After Delia realized that she was a little moist, she hurriedly shook her head and took two deep breaths, trying her best to remain calm.

'Delia, you're a police officer. How can you be interested in something like this?'

'How could you have such a reaction towards such immoral things!'

Delia berated herself, but she couldn't keep her eyes off Monica.

Monica's face was flushed, her entire being completely immersed in the pleasure.

Her cave was like a flood breaking through a dam, gushing out juices unceasingly.

After a while, her underwear was completely soaked. There was even a drop of the liquid dripping down her thigh.

This happiness was completely different from being f**ked by a man.

It was a whole new experience for Monica.

She immediately fell into depravity.

Although Monica had fallen, Johnson did not have any thoughts about stopping.

He reached out and pressed the remote control once again.

The moment he did so, Monica's body tensed up.

Because Johnson had just strengthened the vibration of the egg vibrator.

Now, Monica's eyes were wide open, and she could not close her mouth.

She seemed as though she had been frozen on the spot.

Johnson quietly reached out a naughty hand and gently pinched Monica's sensitive spot.

"Ah… Hubby, Master… Daddy… Ah…"

With both ends being stimulated at the same time, Monica fell into a daze once again. She could not help but begin muttering some obscene words.

"Why is your bottom so wet? Did you not wash it clean last night?"

"I, I washed… Ah, so comfortable, ah…!"

Monica could not help but scream loudly.

This was because Johnson had suddenly tightened his grip on her little button.

This kind of stimulation was still a little unbearable for Monica.

Her legs immediately went soft and she almost fell to the ground.

Johnson used his other hand to support Monica, and he conveniently started to massage Monica's snow-white rabbits.

Under the triple stimulation of being played from top to bottom at the same time, Monica's entire body leaned on Johnson's body softly, and she kept panting.

Seeing Monica's flirtatious look, Johnson immediately moved his mouth over.

The moment their lips came into contact, Monica's tongue immediately entered Johnson's mouth like a nimble snake and started to stir around non-stop.

After kissing for a while, Johnson moved his lips away.

On the other hand, Monica was still immersed in it. Her tongue reached outside her mouth and kept licking her lips.

At the same time, her hands subconsciously reached to her chest and subconsciously started rubbing her own rabbits as well.

She looked extremely sultry at this moment.

Johnson had long ago turned hard.

He glanced back at Delia with a wicked grin on his face.

He only saw that Delia was staring in a daze as well, seemingly stunned.

It was as though she could not take her eyes off him.

Yes, Delia was also a virgin. She had never done anything with a man before.

She hadn't even watched any pornography.

Previously when Johnson and Monica had sex, she pretended not to see it because she was shy, so it was easier for her to take in.

But this time, she saw Johnson stuff a toy into Monica's little cave.

Then, Monica seemed to be very happy, comfortable, and enjoying herself.

This scene stunned Delia.

She even subconsciously placed her soft hands at her little button down below and started rubbing.

Her light blue jeans were beginning to show a stain.

At this moment, Delia had already sensed Johnson's gaze on her.

When she saw Johnson's evil smile, she suddenly realized that she was masturbating while watching others make love!

This was too embarrassing for her.

She quickly removed her hand.

But feeling the wetness in her underwear and Johnson's wicked gaze, Delia felt a rush of panic.

She stood up, took a pair of underwear and trousers from the new clothes beside her, and quietly tucked them into her arms.

Then, she muttered under her breath, seemingly to herself:

" I- I'm going to take a shower."

She fled in a panic.

Johnson smiled and didn't say anything, indulging himself in the woman in his arms.

...

At the top of the stairs, a naked Delia was washing her lower body.

There was a pair of jeans and a pair of black lace underwear by her feet.

At this moment, her underwear was already wet from her lewdness.

She listened to Monica's panting sounds coming from the factory and kept scrubbing her lower body.

However, every time her fingers brushed against the entrance of her little cave, she would shiver.

She had washed this place for twenty years and had never encountered such a situation before.

Why was she so sensitive today?

Delia's face grew hot. She couldn't help but move her finger away, no longer daring to touch that area.

But as soon as she moved away, she felt as if there was some sort of emptiness there, and she got wet again.

It also seemed to be slightly itchy.

Delia took a few deep breaths and secretly peeked her head out from the corner of the stairs to look at Monica and Johnson.