But she couldn't shake off the finger penetrating her; it went in even deeper.
"Don't look at me like that, or I can't help but violate you right here, slut," the man whispered, finding that whenever he spoke like this, **Jessica's** vagina clenched tighter.
"Slut, listen. It's all because of your wetness. Just by fingering you, so much juice comes out. Do you know, my big cock loves this place of yours!" With his fingers deep inside, he scooped out a large amount of fluid, then inserted a second finger, rapidly thrusting into her.
Unable to resist moaning, **Jessica** felt the fingers rotating and stretching inside her, stimulating the walls and intensifying the pleasure building up within her.
She couldn't cry out or resist him in front of so many people, as it would only attract more perverts, and she might even be gang-raped! Therefore, **Jessica** could only let him have his way.
Her vagina continued to engulf the man's three fingers, and the floor beneath her feet was already wet with her juices.
**Jessica** lay weak and trembling in the man's arm, her face filled with desire, her eyes half-closed, her red lips slightly parted. Seeing this, a strong desire rose in him, prompting him to use his fingers even more forcefully to penetrate her in place of his penis.
Before long, **Jessica** fiercely bit the man's arm, trembling all over as she reached climax from the finger penetration.
The man pulled down his underwear, revealing his already erect penis, then lifted up **Jessica's** skirt, exposing her full buttocks. He actually wanted to publicly violate this elegant and beautiful mature woman in the subway.
Feeling the hot and thick penis of the other party thrusting into her buttock cleft, **Jessica** was horrified.
After all, this was in a crowded subway car during the day, not a deserted alley at night. And she didn't expect the man to be so depraved as to want to publicly rape her, causing her to struggle violently. But the thick penis still slid into her soft and smooth buttock cleft towards the moist and plump entrance of her vagina.
The thought that in a few seconds, she would be truly penetrated by him made her feel powerless to change the impending fate of humiliation. Closing her eyes, she shed tears of despair.
At that moment, **Jessica** suddenly heard **Amelia** calling out to her. "Mom, is that you? Are you over there?"
**Amelia's** voice woke **Jessica** up, and she didn't know where she found the strength, pushing the man behind her forcefully, then quickly straightening her clothes, "I'm here!"
The man, fearing exposure, reluctantly let go of **Jessica**, tucked his penis back into his pants, and patted **Jessica's** plump buttocks, saying, "Beautiful lady, I'll play with you another day."
**Jessica** didn't even look at him, finally grabbing **Amelia's** hand as she squeezed through the crowd.
Seeing **Jessica's** flushed face and slightly disheveled hair, **Amelia** thought **Jessica** was worried about her. She said, somewhat guilty, "Mom, I walked too fast and lost sight of you. I didn't expect the subway to be so crowded today. Are you okay?"
Upon hearing **Amelia's** question, **Jessica** blushed involuntarily.
Her voluptuous body had just been played with by a strange man. If **Amelia** hadn't suddenly appeared, she might have already been violated. How would she face **Andrew** and **Amelia** then? "I'm fine," **Jessica** replied, taking out her phone and sending a message to a number.
The subway traveled a few more stops, and suddenly a group of police officers rushed in and took a man away.
The man was the one who had almost assaulted **Jessica**. Feeling humiliated, **Jessica** contacted a friend she knew at the police station and had him arrested.
Upon leaving the platform, **Jessica** saw her friend, Officer Harry Morris.
"**Jessica**, we've caught the guy, and we found a lot of contraband on him," Harry said as he approached her.
"Harry, you need to be more vigilant. How can you justify the taxpayers' money like this?" After talking to Harry for a while, **Jessica** left with **Amelia**.
This time, she dared not take the subway again and could only try to find a taxi.
Soon, a car stopped in front of them, and a man in the driver's seat smiled and said, "Mrs. **Tate**? Are you hailing a cab? How about I give you a lift?"
**Jessica** didn't know this man and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"
"I'm Hunter. I have business dealings with Mr. **Tate**."
Upon hearing him mention **Andrew**, **Jessica** felt relieved.
She had just been brought to climax by a stranger's fingers, and her legs were still a bit weak, so she accepted Hunter's offer. Hunter glanced at **Jessica** through the rearview mirror. In order to maintain good relations with **Andrew**, he naturally had some knowledge of his family members, so he recognized **Jessica**.
However, he didn't think much of it, just wanting to get along with **Andrew's** people for convenience in the future.
But now, as he looked at her, Hunter couldn't help but admire **Jessica's** beauty.
Although **Jessica** was in her forties, she took good care of herself, with delicate and tender skin, and not a single wrinkle on her face, making her look like a woman in her thirties.
Her figure was still well-maintained, graceful, and curvaceous, not inferior to **Emily**, whom Hunter had always had his eye on.
Hunter thought that **Andrew** was really lucky. No one could resist having such a charming wife, especially since **Jessica** was at an age of heightened desire. He wondered if **Andrew** could handle it.
Soon, the car arrived outside **Jessica's** home.
"Mr. Harris, come in for a cup of coffee?" **Jessica** politely offered.
"Sure, I'd be happy to," Hunter said without hesitation.
His response surprised **Jessica** a bit.