The angle of penetration was a little difficult, so Heather spread her legs wide to give him easier access to her greedy pussy. She felt totally wanton, totally whorish, to be fucking a near-stranger in a restaurant parking lot like this. But the mere awareness of her own debauchery made her feel even more salaciously aroused. She liked indulging her needs like this. She loved pleasure. She hated being frustrated and horny!
"Oh Godddd, do it to meee!" she grunted lewdly.
To tease the woman a little, Brad suddenly stopped the rhythmic stroking motions of his hard prick. It was hard for him to do. The clasping warmth of her eager cunt caressed his cock like a velvet glove. The sensations were out of this world. But he wanted to hold out for the added thrill of hearing her beg for it.
"Oh, what are you doing!?" Her voice sounded anxious. Her eyes had been closed in lustful abandon, but now she opened them wide and stared desperately at the grinning man. "What are you doing to me? Why did you stop?"
"I want to hear you beg for it, baby!" he said through clenched teeth. He was fighting the urgent call of his own desire. His cask was begging to bury itself back up inside her clinging hole.
Heather wrestled with her conscience for a moment. Was she going to go that far? Was she going to beg a stranger to fuck her? Wouldn't that be the final betrayal of her unsuspecting husband?
Stronger than all these appeals to her morality was the hot, cavernous need in her cunt. It was no longer a question of what was good for her husband. It was time she started looking after herself. And now that she had gone this far, now that she had sampled the titillating appeal of his hard cock, she could not go back, even if she wanted to. Which she did not!
She wanted cock. His cock. Now.
"Oh, yesssss, Brad darling! Anything! Please, I want you to fuck me some more! Do it… please do it!!"
The woman's desperate appeal was exactly what the man had been waiting for. His cock swelled another inch as he contemplated the hungry desire of this beautiful sexy woman. Her cunt wanted him. He could feel the muscles around her pussy-hole nibbling at his cock-head. He could deny her and himself no longer.
He sent his cock deep up into her spasming cunt. The yielding ripples of her pussy-flesh caressed his cock with liquid, waves of erotic inspiration. He wanted her even more than before. Her cunt felt even more delicious. His cock was even more eager to fill her quivering belly full of his thick white cum.
"Jee-zuz, Heather, you've got the sweetest little twat! Shit, woman, you're something else! I've never met a woman who was as hot for it as you are! Your old man must be falling down on the job!"