Even through his pants earlier, Sarah had seen that Gary’s size was not small.

Now that she touched it for real, it was quite startling; much bigger than her husband's!

Her heart pounded like a trapped bird, and as her fingers lightly gripped him, her palms began to sweat.

"Yes, just like that. Move your fingers, hurry..."

Feeling the grip of Sarah's small hand, the sensation was indescribably wonderful. Gary never dreamed of such a day, and the thrill he felt was immense.

He guided Sarah's fingers to stroke him, while Gary's hand continued to stimulate Sarah's sensitive areas.

His upper hand even unbuttoned Sarah's collar, revealing much of her ample cleavage. Two plump, snowy mounds, tightly encased by her bra, appeared round and enormous.

Sarah's heart jolted, "W-what are you doing?"

"Mrs. Johnson, let me touch you. It'll make me finish faster."

As he spoke, Gary had already pushed up Sarah's bra, and the two ample, snowy globes sprang free.

They truly surged and swelled, immensely visually striking.

Especially the pinkish blush and the two bright red cherries at their peaks.

They were incredibly alluring. If he weren't behind Sarah and unable to reach, Gary would have buried his head there, wanting to taste that tender delight with his tongue.

But even so, he was very satisfied.

Gary continuously kneaded her, watching the white, rounded globes transform into various shapes in his hands.

He then pinched one of the cherries with two fingers and gently twisted it.

"Mm~ no..."

Sarah couldn't help it, letting out a soft, beautiful moan from her nose.

Gary's lower fingers didn't stop either, continuously teasing that wet, soft region, making Sarah feel wave after wave of pleasure.

Her desire steadily climbed. Sarah continued to stroke him, involuntarily closing her eyes, subconsciously condoning Gary's actions.

The two continued to pleasure each other, right under the nose of her passed-out husband. Sarah was experiencing an unprecedented thrill.

Meanwhile, Liam in the bathroom had finally finished, feeling utterly relieved.

While in the bathroom, images of Sarah's exposed, sexy, and hot body in her lingerie kept flashing in his mind.

In truth, he felt the same as Gary: if he could just get intimate with Mrs. Johnson once, it would be incredibly satisfying!

But he was naturally more reserved, so he hadn't dared to say anything in front of Gary earlier.

Pulling up his pants, Liam washed his hands, and as he was about to leave the bathroom, he heard strange noises coming from outside.

It sounded like a woman moaning and a man breathing heavily.

What's going on?

He felt something was amiss, and out of curiosity, he gently opened the bathroom door, peeking through the crack.

The scene outside sent a shockwave through his body, a surge of hot blood rising from his lower abdomen, leaving him wide-eyed and stunned.

His imagined Mrs. Johnson, Sarah, was now leaning over the sofa. Her clothes were unbuttoned, revealing two large, rounded, snowy globes being wantonly fondled by a large hand.

Her hips were pushed high, and a burly man was pressed tightly against her from behind—it was his colleague, Gary!

Gary’s other hand was busy moving under Sarah’s skirt, causing her to involuntarily let out "mm-mm" moans.

And her small hand was actually gripping Gary’s exposed manhood, stroking him continuously!

Liam was utterly shocked. He hadn't heard that Gary and Mrs. Johnson had a history. When did they get together?

He never expected Sarah, who seemed so proper on the surface, to be so wanton underneath.

Doing such a thing so brazenly in front of her husband—how shameless!

While feeling contempt, Liam also felt incredibly stimulated.

Should I go out and interrupt them?

He didn't know the full story and thought he had uncovered their secret affair!

Gary, who's not even that good-looking, gets to enjoy her. Why can't I?

Driven by lust and alcohol, Liam’s courage instantly swelled.

He took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and stepped out...