Mark wants answers now!

Mark wasn't having it! He knew whatever game Sasha was playing this wasn't real. There was no way that this behemoth of a woman is real. "Alright Sasha, enough. Cut the crap. Jill, can you stand up and get dressed. I have to have a work with..."
Mark looked over his wife's gigantic frame. His eyes rested on the bulge in the panties caused by her cock. "Whatever this person claims they are." He said as he refused to acknowledge Sasha as his wife.

Jill had attempted to stand but couldn't do it. She attempted to budge but it was as if there was a monumental weight holding her down. "Mark.... I can't move!" Jill said as she kept trying to move. "Stop playing Jill. I really need to have a private conversation with my wife!" He said starting to get mad that neither of the women in the room were listening to him.

"Jill won't be going anywhere. As a matter of fact, why don't I just show you what you're doing wrong!" Sasha said as she approached the bent over Jill. Admiring her back side Sasha whistled. "I can see why you got hired. You have some great... assets." Sasha said as she felt Jill's ass up. Mark on the other hand was starting to get really mad. "SASHA STOP! JILL OUT!" He shouted in an attempt to retake control. He began to approach Sasha when her arm darted out and she grabbed him by the throat.

Holding Mark by the neck at arms length, Sasha spoke. "Let me show you how it's done Mark." she said. Suddenly her panties tented, then ripped off of her as her cock instantly got hard. Pressing it up against Jill ,Sasha moaned. Sliding the tip in Jill reciprocated the moan. "See Mark... she loves it too." Sasha said. Sasha slowly pumped in and out of Jill, holding Mark at arms length the entire time. Stroke after stroke Sasha pumped in and out of Jill, growing closer and closer to climax. Feeling her climax peak, her balls clenched up. "I'm about to cum!" She shouted as she pulled out. Her cock still pointed at Jill, caked her entire back in gooey white cum. For several minutes Sasha shot rope after rope of cum all over Jill's back side.

As Sasha finally began letting up she let Jill go. Jill stood up and was very clearly two levels of clean. Her front side, clean as a whistle. Her back side, so covered in cum that you wouldn't even be able to tell there was a person under it! A large puddle had formed on the other side of the room for all the excess cum she shot that was not on Jill's back.