The woman turned to face me again and lay back on the bench, bringing her cunt to the edge and holding her legs up. I tried, but the angles were wrong... Somebody said we needed a larger booth, and I told them there was one large booth around the corner. "Let's go", the man said, and we gathered ourselves up. We walked over to the larger room. The T-gurl said she had to pee and would be right back. The woman sat on the bench and her husband and I took our cocks out and began feeding them to her. A few drops of pre-cum wetting their undies were the only tell-tale signs of gratification of their surging urges. But they had been restricted and rendered into small sobs from their overpowered sexual bowers. The movie ended. The two red-hot bodies went out. Hands occasionally touched each other, pleading with God at every touch to turn that moment of contact into eternity -into an eternal bliss. They went dragging their sagging souls aimlessly ahead. Seeing a pedestrian bridge overlooking. Up and down.Up and down.Jack was squeezing her tits as she fucked him, I was looking at her eye to eye.I was nearing ejaculation.He called me over,told me not yet.This wasn't part of our pre arranged plan.But I walked over to them.He told me to cum on her tits.He began fucking her again, his hands had stopped playing her tits and they were bouncing up and down as she bounced up and down on his cock,this strangers cock.I shot my load over my wife's tits,something I hadn't ever done. Robinson cried out. "I'm not even a lesbian!" Gabrielle didn't bother responding, but just kept licking and sucking until she produced a shrieking, hip-twitching orgasm from the pussy in front of her.The climax seemed to restore some semblance of sanity to Mrs. Robinson, who blinked her eyes several times as if the reality of what just happened was starting to sink in. Her clothes were scattered. Most of the blouse buttons had been opened and her bra cups shoved to the side. But there was a new.