I decided to act like nothing was wrong or differentand the fact that I was wearing a dress was no big deal. If any one hadan issue, it was their prob...em not mine.Getting out of my car, the light breeze moved the skirt of my dressaround and I got a rush of pleasure. I enjoyed that aspect of wearing adress very much. I got the "gas hose" off the pump and placed it in thefuel receptacle and discoved that it was a pay first gas station.Great I thought, I need to walk in there first and pay, then. Immediately she felt him press his chest to her back, his hips shifting until his erection pressed against her ass cheeks. Cara gave a little gasp and was immediately silenced by a shush in her ear. His lips made little kisses across her earlobe until he paused, whispering, "You're even more gorgeous than your picture. I'm going to enjoy this." Cara could feel her pussy get hot, dying to feel his cock sliding inside. The stranger ran his hands over her breasts, concealed in the mass of. Finally she found her money and straightened up. She came over to me to hand me the money. My shorts showed my hard cock. She smiled and asked if this old lady had done that. I said yes ma'am. She put her small hands on those huge tits and moved them around. I was staring not wanting to miss anything. She told me the worst thing about being a widow was nobody would fuck her. Oh crap Mrs. Marsette said fuck. My cock got harder and I was really needing to jack off now. She said Tommy. ‘Hi Rosy, damn, that smells so good I thought I better get here before it’s all gone,’ Sheriff Dick Davis said. He nodded to Little John. ‘How’s it going, John?’ he asked. ‘Good, it’s all good,’ Little John said. ‘Good. Glad to hear it. Now, y’all need to place your orders, pay the lady for your food, and then go sit down. There’s a hungry sheriff here. I’m being polite and waiting my turn, hear?’ Dick said. ‘Um, yeah, um, give me three of the specials,’ Little John said. ‘Drink?’ Rosy asked..