She was putting the last bag into the trunk as I started down the parking aisle toward her. She walked away from her cart, got in the car and drove of.... I saw that she had left her purse in the small fold down tray that is in the shopping cart and I hollered at her and waved my arms to try and stop her, but she kept on going.I got her purse from her cart, loaded my groceries into my car and then turned to go back into the store and turn the purse in at the courtesy counter, but first I decided. My brother would be better.“How can I help you?” the manager asked as Olivia walked through the door.My brother would be better, she thought. He’d had a job in retail for a few months during high-school.Yes, he’d been fired ... but he was a smart guy. He’d probably used that as a wake-up call to improve. By now, he probably would have vastly surpassed this manager’s customer service skills, solid as they were.“Hi,” Olivia replied, slightly flustered. She’d never been to a sex store before.“Let. Fuck me."Time stopped. The moment of catastrophic dread had arrived. It was like watching a car wreck as he eased between my bride's legs. Holly greedily grabbed his cock, aiming it at her wanton wetness. Her swollen pussy lips were penetrated by his stout cockhead. She closed her eyes and focused on the enjoyable sensation.I was mesmerized by the scandalous sight. It was so strange, watching my wife receive another man's cock. I realized this was the place where pain, pleasure and surrender. I was already tired, but I wanted to prove myself before them. I slept on the bed and my aunt sat on my penis and I inserted my dick deep into her vagina. My put her legs on the sides of my face and asked me to lick her pussy. I was fucking my aunt and licking my mom pussy at one time. They interchanged their positions after my aunt was fully satisfied. It was 10.00 night and I started to feel hungry.But these two ladies were not in a mood to leave me. They tried different positions and after.