Just a quick blowjob

Not wanting to keep Mike waiting, you decide to shoot your load down Betty's throat and be on your way.

Placing your hands on her shoulders, you push her downwards. She responsively squats on the floor with a nod, her pregnant belly hanging out in front of her as she looks up at you hungrily. You lean back against a nearby table, the family occupying it paying you no mind as you push aside their trays. Deciding to toy with the woman, you reach down and slip two fingers into her mouth. "Show me you're good enough for my cock," you say, looking down at her with a mischievous grin. She begins to suck on your fingers, her lips wrapped tightly around them as she runs her tongue up and down.

After several seconds of her mock fellatio, you pull your wet fingers out of her mouth, reaching down inside her tank top to rub the spit off on her puffy nipples. She lets out a giggle as she begins to unzip your fly. Feeling the inside of her warm mouth has already gotten you fully erect; your hard member springs free suddenly, falling with a ‘thwap’ against her cheek.

“Ohh! Look at what we have here,” she says with a laugh, wrapping one hand around your thigh as she begins to stroke your length up and down. “Wow…you’re even bigger than my dad. Not by much, though,” she adds with a wink, glancing over to the older man plowing the restaurant employee.

“Wait, 'dad'?” you reply, raising your eyebrows at the crouching woman. "I thought you said he was your husband?"

Betty rolls her eyes at you. “Can’t he be both?”

Well…in a very straightforward sense, yes, he can. With **** no longer being taboo, it is perfectly logical. Still, though, this is quite the revelation, and something that deserves further exploration.

You won’t be able to think it over just yet, though; the woman at your feet is slipping your cock into her mouth, enveloping your tip while she continues to rub the shaft. Her other hand has moved up from your thigh, resting on the back of your jeans and squeezing your butt gently. She’s clearly quite skilled, so you let her do her thing, leaning back further onto the table as she sucks you off. Her technique is getting messier and messier; she occasionally lets you fall out of her mouth to allow her to spit and drool all along your length. Her hand pumps you vigorously, her fingers slick with her spit and your own pre-cum.

Your hips begin to thrust, and you both realize what’s about to happen. Moving her groping hand around to the front of your hips to press you against the edge of the table, she holds you still, her mouth just barely enveloping your head as she continues to jack you off. The next thing you know you’re exploding with pleasure, shooting ropes of cum onto her tongue as it dances around your pulsating tip. Glancing down at the pregnant beauty, you see her wide eyes looking back up at you as she gulps down your load.

Slowing her strokes and releasing your hips, she pulls her lips from your softening member before gently tucking it back into your pants. “Mmmm…it was nice to meet you, John,” she says, a drop of semen falling from her lips and landing on her round belly. “I hope I’ve pleased you.”

Resting back against the table, you give her a nod. “Good job, Betty. Now if I were you, I’d get back to your husband…Dad…whatever,” you say with a smile. The man’s just finished blowing his load on the employee’s face, leaving her as another customer takes his turn, pushing the semen-stained girl to her knees and dropping his pants. Betty rises to her feet, adjusting her shorts to show off slightly more skin as she returns to her partner. Giving her a quick kiss and a slap on the ass, he takes back his share of the bags as they walk out of the restaurant.