Bill grabbed a tit in each of his hands and squeezed. The spongy flesh compressed between his fingers and the nipples pressed into the sweaty palms of his hands. He began moving his hips back and forth, driving his flaming rod in and out of that oozing tunnel. Ann was using the muscles in her twat to grab his cock tightly with every thrust. Although he'd never tried it, Bill imagined that an automatic milking machine would feel very much like Ann's well-trained cunt. Their hips picked up

the rhythm and they moved in opposite directions with every thrust. Bill's balls swung wildly and crashed into the soft melons of Ann's ass.

"Oh, hick me, baby, fuck me," Ann moaned into his ear. "It's so good. Ah! Ab! Ohhh!"

"I'm going to c-come!" Bill gasped.

Ann felt hot charges of cum shooting into her. The white stuff that gushed from his rod filled her pussy and triggered her own climax. With her eyes tightly closed, Ann saw a sunburst in her mind as pure pleasure slithered through her body from her tingling cunt. Her mouth hung open and a wail of ecstasy filled the small car. Her body shook all over as she lost control of her muscles in the heat of a powerful orgasm.

When the pleasure subsided and her mind cleared, she became aware of her peculiar situation. She was lying under Bill's heavy body in her car in some parking lot that she had never even seen before. She felt his prick lying in her box. It was' no longer stiff but it still filled her and felt fine. Slowly it was shrinking to a soft handful of limp flesh.

Ann pushed Bill away from her and straightened up in her seat. As she reached for the ignition, she noticed an old man and woman with a cart full of groceries standing in front of the car, staring at them. They were holding onto each other and they had a shocked expression on their old faces. Ann and Bill smiled as they realized that their fuck hadgiven these old folks a good show. As the sports car zoomed by them, Ann waved a friendly good-bye to the old couple and hoped that the action they saw would give them the energy to have a go at it themselves when they got home.