Stacy's moans of disgust and shock actually turning him on, which she can tell as the bulging hard-on in his pants briefly rubs against her skirt-cove...red pussy. As she keeps trying to push him off, his powerful hands lift her partway off her feet and he wraps one arm around her tiny waist again as he sweeps Stacy's entire body around toward the drive-thru window, where customers in a rush come to pick up their pre-ordered scripts. Stacy barely realizes that her tongue has submitted to his, as. After the scream faded, Emma let out a noise I have never heard from her before. It was a deep, almost guttural, moan that seemed to come from the depths of her body. Jason started to slowly fuck in to her. She moaned as he pulled back, then moaned longer and louder every time he sank back in. "Can you hear that mate? Can you hear your wife moaning? She's loving it isn't she mate? Listen to her." Nothing he said was said nastily or unpleasantly. He seemed like a good guy and he was right, Emma. I gazed up at him with warm, pleading eyes and ran my hands up his well defined legs. It had been almost twenty years since I had touched a man like that and my mind was reeling. My lips parted of their own accord and I accepted his hard pulsating cock into my mouth.My wife groaned in seeming agony as the well hung guy entered her sloppy wet pussy. Her hips bucked upward to meet his deep, powerful thusts and she raked her nails down his broad, t****zoidal back. I had seen and heard her fuck. He was a tall, slightly old dude wearing a red t-shirt and shorts. When we saw each other we exchanged a courteous hug and started to move to his car.He kept smiling while we were walking to the car and so I asked him why are you grinning and he replied promptly saying ” I can’t believe you’re here, I can’t wait to fuck that ass”. I just smiled and said “acha”?.We reached the parking lot where his car was parked and I put in my bags and sat in the front seat. As soon as I got in, he unzipped.