“Ya…ah. Oh..ha..” the words coming out of her mouth made no sense. Clearly, there was something bothering her. I stopped the car at the side and... requested her to come to sit forward. She did so without hesitation.We took off again. “Now tell me, is there something bothering you?” I said gently touching her lips and holding her chin to turn her towards me. At a signal when we stopped I slid my hand lower running down her neck and landing on her chest.“You seem so stressed,” I said squeezing her. Jerome was wearing his tight shorts again and no shirt. His well muscled chest was glistening with sweat and his shorts bulged out obscenely. She opened her eyes and tried to roll over, but his left hand rubbed her back, holding her down, while his right hand was working it's way under her g-string. His oiled fingers entered my wife's vagina and began to pump in and out in slow. steady strokes. Jenny spread her legs wider so his big fingers could slip deeper.The older black man was getting. Shawn and John got in the car and Mike helped Veronica and Tina into the car by opening the door. He noticed as Shawn and John got in the car, they were both pretty well endowed and there was no hiding it. Veronica had on a Black Mini-Skirt with a mid-drift shirt that showed almost all her breasts. She had long legs that appeared to be smooth as silk and cleavage was everywhere on her with her, what Mike thought to be about some good 44D boobs. As she got in the car she dropped her purse. She was probably in her early forties, over dressed for a porno theatre, she looked like she had just come from a party. She had massive tits that hung down a bit, and a canyon of cleavage. I could smell her perfumed body . Then after only a minute she looked back at my crotch and stayed there.Her emotionless eyes transfixed on my cock being beaten for her attention, I had to break the barrier between us, scared to death I reached down for her full tits that I had been starring at and roughly.