Her dress was hiked up to her waist exposing her fat ass. Indecently covered by a thin fabric, her pussy lips jiggled as she wriggled in time to her b...bbing head. The cold and the rain gave me the urge to pee so pushing her aside I strode to the bathroom, she followed in stride and once again reached inside my pajamas to release my pole from its tent.Then she did something which made me raise my eyebrow.Standing behind me, with both hands she held and aimed my cock as if it were hers and she. The music was filling her head. she had her eyes closed, and had a hard time figuring if she was standing, or being carried. she could feel moving past some people. and a strong hand on her back. and fingers. thick rough fingers. under her top, pulling it up. her eyes opened when she realized she was being striped. she wiggled away from the guy that was holding her, losing her top, and ran to the back of the bar.She found an open door and rushed inside, and almost lost her breath, when. He draped his uniform jacket over the raised hood of the car, and she knew that she had to have a look. She climbed back out of the car and made a show of watching what he was doing, but her eyes drifted to him far more often.His muscles bulged against his shirt, rippling as he tinkered around under the hood. She just couldn't help herself. He looked so virile tackling the manly task, and her nipples stiffened in response to the sight of him."Ah, think this might just be it," he said, though. "Kiss like Daddy's whores."They kissed messily, making a lewd show of it. Strings of spit dangling from their lips."Good girls, good." I slowed my strokes up Lisa's hungry anus, watching them wrestle tongues. "Loretta," I interjected, "why don't you tell Lisa where I came? Tell her how I raped you full of my sperm while you begged me to stop."Loretta lifted her mouth off Lisa's. "He did," she said breathily. "He came in my pussy Lisa."Lisa gasped. "STEVEN! You bad boy, you wanna make my little.