"He thinks I am Lisa and am just playing some type of kinky game with him." James thought as he struggled to free himself from Jack's grasp. In the mirror James watched helplessly as Jack was playfully, but forcibly bending his wife foreword over the countertop.
"Please Jack, stop it, I'm not your wife, I really James." James said struggling to free Lisa's wrists, which Jack had pinned behind her back.
"I like your tits James." Jack said reaching around with his free hand and grabbing James' large right breast.
"I'm not kidding "
"Me either." Jack said pinching her nipple.
"Oh stop that." James moaned and saw in the mirror that he was now completely bent over."
"God Lisa you are so kinky." Jack said letting go of James breast.
Just then James felt what he realized was Jack's ridged member brushing against his fanny. James saw in the mirror as Jack reached down to guide himself into his wife.
James knew he didn't have any choice.
"Lisa is having an affaire." James said feeling Jack's penis brushing up against his exposed womanhood.
Jack froze and looked at his wife's reflection in the mirror and said
