Despite that manual masturbation, Homer's cock remained as big and hard as ever--as if a cock of that size held bottomless depths of spunk, and a single ejaculation would not be enough. With his own cock and balls emptied, Joe vacated Thelma's cunt, and Homer threw a dynamic fuck into her, fucking her like a lion, his lust inspired to enormous heights by the thrill of his voyeurism. They had kissed, too. Joe had wondered how a man could kiss a woman who had been sucking another man's cock. Then Joe had got excited by watching, and he fucked the insatiable blonde again. Joe never did find out they were married. But they were and they stayed married because they had discovered that they had a whole lot in common. There had been many other men through the years. They were discreet enough, never bringing anyone to their own home and fooling around in their home territory, but they went on frequent holidays. Bellhops and busboys, hotel clerks and taxi drivers, towel boys and ice cream vendors--all had been seduced by the luscious vacationing blonde--and all had wondered who the guy with the eyeglasses and the paunch and the massive prick was, and why was he with them? Tonight the Wrights had come to the drive-in movie on a whim. It was partly nostalgia--because they had had their first fuck in a drive-in, years ago--but mainly it was because they had heard that the place was a passion pit and they were both interested in seeing what went on in such a place. It was their good fortune that they had parked directly behind Mike's car. It was obvious that something hot was going on in that car. The windows had begun to steam up almost as soon as the car was parked and the occupants had not even bothered to remove the speaker from the pole. Soon the car was rocking and rolling and bouncing on its springs as if it were going at high speed over a rough road. Homer had taken his cock out. His enormous cock stretched up almost to the top of the steering-wheel and seemed damned near as fat as the steering column. He gripped it by the hilt, his hand barely able to span the breadth of his prick. "Gee, I sure wish we could see what they were up to in that car," he sighed, as he gave his cock a stroke. Thelma regarded his prick. Thelma was more an exhibitionist than a voyeur--but the sight of a cock that huge could not help but inspire her. Even though she had been getting stuffed full of Homer's cock at both ends for years, she never ceased to marvel that Homer's meat was so huge. She pulled her skirt up. She wore no panties--she seldom did--and her hairy cunt was framed in the straps of her black garter belt. She began to finger her clit. Homer stroked his prick. Side by side, they watched the car ahead of them shake and shudder and rattle as whoever was in it did fascinating things. After a while, Thelma's clit began to spark and tremble. Homer was whimpering somewhat as he pulled and tossed on his cock. She turned to watch him. She liked to see him come. It was a sight that she was well acquainted with, because Homer was in the habit of jacking off into her face whenever she was fucking someone else. She adored it when his hot, thick jism splashed all over her, while another guy's cock fucked her cunt. She spread her thighs wider apart, in case Homer wanted to watch her fingerfucking herself, too. But Homer was looking straight ahead, through the windshield, at the car in front of them. He didn't even seem aware of Thelma at the moment, and she knew he must be wrapped up in whatever strange fantasies ruled his mind at a time like this. She could see that he was going to come soon. It seemed a shame to let the stuff stain the roof of the car and hang there, dripping down on their heads for the rest of the night. Thelma leaned over Homer's lap. If he noticed, he gave no sign. He was muttering about nubile young girls getting fucked in cars, and his fist skimmed up and down on his cock at a steady rate. Thelma's eyes crossed as she gazed down at the head of his prick. She grinned at the sight and then, still grinning, let her lips slowly part and curled her tongue out. Her head was poised over his prick, but she did not swoop down on the tasty morsel. Thelma sucked Homer's cock regularly, but not when he was jacking off. Blowjobs and handjobs were separate things, and she never interfered with his jack-off pleasures. She continued to frig her clit and finger her cunt, and her juices began to flow. Her mouth was drooling as much as her pussy, and a few drops of saliva fell onto the head of his cock. "Feed it to me, honey," she whispered. Homer was heaving his ass up from the bucket seat now, driving his mighty cock through his fist. The pisshole had parted atop his crown, and cum was bubbling out. Then he gasped. His cum shot out as if it had come from a high-pressure firehose. It flew right up into Thelma's face....

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