She never imagined that Gary would be so audacious, willing to break the law, and do this to her right in front of her husband and Liam.

Sarah wanted to resist, but Gary's stimulation left her with no strength at all.

If she cried for help now, her husband might not wake up, and it might even alert Liam in the bathroom.

She didn't know what kind of men they were. If they were in cahoots, she might end up at the mercy of both of them!

Thinking this, Sarah grew even more frightened.

But on the other hand, Gary's hands continued to stimulate her body, making her feel an indescribable pleasure.

"Gary, I'm begging you, let me go. If my husband and Liam find out, you won't have a good outcome either..."

She looked at Gary with pleading eyes.

Gary, fueled by alcohol and the aphrodisiac, couldn't think that far ahead. He only wanted to pin this woman down and ravish her fiercely.

"Mrs. Johnson, look how flushed you are. You're already wet after just a few touches. What's wrong with letting me have you, just once? Look, Mark is drunk. He won't wake up anytime soon, and Liam is having diarrhea, so he's even less of a concern. As long as we're quiet, and I make you feel incredibly good, we can both enjoy it, wouldn't that be great?"

Gary breathed hot air into Sarah's ear, constantly stimulating her sensitive nerves.

At the same time, his hands never stopped moving.

Especially his fingers at the base of her thighs, constantly teasing that soft, moist swamp, making Sarah lose control. She bit her lip hard, her legs trembling uncontrollably, and her feminine nectar flowed out continuously.

Throughout her marriage, Sarah had always maintained the image of a virtuous wife and loving mother.

She and her husband were very affectionate, and even with Mark's issues in that area, she had never once thought of betraying him.

But now, the situation was somewhat beyond her control. Sarah worried that if things continued like this, she might truly succumb. In a moment of desperation, she said, "Y-you stop! If you don't, I'll scream for help!"

Even as impulsive as Gary was, Sarah's tone startled him.

He wasn't usually a reckless person and worried that if Sarah really lost her temper, it would end in a disaster for both of them.

He quickly said, "Alright, alright, I won't force you, but this situation is entirely your fault. If you help me finish, it'll be over."

"Finish?" Sarah paused, confused.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't go inside you. Just use your hand or mouth to help me release, so I can relieve myself."

Gary stopped his movements but didn't remove his hand from Sarah's sensitive areas.

Sarah was somewhat dumbfounded, never expecting Gary to make such a request.

If she refused, he would surely create a scene, and she didn't know what to do.

"Hurry up! If Liam comes out and sees us like this, we'll never be able to clear our names!"

Seeing Sarah still hesitate, Gary couldn't help but urge her.

Sarah truly panicked now. What Gary said was true; she absolutely couldn't let Liam see them like this.

And today's events were already chaotic enough; she desperately wanted everything to end immediately.

She bit her red lip, seemingly making a decision, and whispered, "J-just... as long as you finish, right? You have to keep your word."

Just helping Gary with my hand shouldn't count as betraying my husband, right...?

Thinking this, she unconsciously extended her slender, fair arm, reached behind her, and traced down Gary's belt to his zipper.

With a flushed face, her fingers trembling slightly, she unzipped his pants and guided out that hot, rigid behemoth.

The moment she grasped it, feeling its burning heat and firmness, like a red-hot poker, Sarah's heart trembled violently...