Let her blow you in public, like she deserves

You stare at her expectantly, waiting for her to chicken out. Much to your surprise, she doesn't, and your trousers drop to the floor. The outline of your erect cock shows through your boxers, and Brooke strokes it lovingly while getting down on her knees. Once she sits obediently in front of you, she pulls down your boxers, so your monster cock plops out. You hear a collection of gasps all around you, not least from Brooke.

The people in the dining room have fixed their attention on the scene playing out between you and your ex, and are seemingly impressed with the size of your manhood. All except for the old woman, sitting in the corner with her husband. She stares at you furiously, and when Brooke starts stroking and licking your cock, she gets up.

'Come on, Herbert, let's go!' she shouts at her husband. 'These young people are a disgrace, ever since that new church came into town... It's been sex everywhere. Well I won't condone it! I wont!'

The husband gets up obediently, staring at the two of you with a glint in his eye. This was the most excitement he would ever get in his sex life anymore, you assumed, and obviously he wanted to stay. But his wife was a tough one, and pulled him along. Once they passed you and opened the exit, she muttered; 'You should be ashamed of yourself... I'll be sure to report you two...'

The husband however, sneakily stuck up his thumb, and gave you a wide smile. You smiled back at him, and then they were gone. You looked at Brooke, who looked at you a little panicked.

'I'm so going to get fired for this!' she told you, continuing to stroke your shaft.

'I wouldn't worry about that,' a voice said from another corner of the eatery. It came from the middle-aged woman, looking at the two of you with great interest. 'I know your boss... he comes to the church all the time. He was there last night in fact... Gave me a good seeing to...'

'What is this mysterious church you're talking about?' you ask.

'Don't you know?' the middle aged man sitting at the counter asked perplexed. You look at him questioningly, then at the middle aged woman, who's giving you the same look, then at Brooke, who just shrugs and opens her mouth for your cock to enter.

You grunt, satisfied by the feeling of your ex-girlfriend's hot little mouth around your cock again, while the middle aged woman explains; 'The church started in this village a couple of years ago. Most of us expected it to be some stupid religious organization, like the many we already have in this village. But it quickly turned out to be something different altogether... Something quite kinky, in fact. And suddenly, it became the most popular church in town, especially for young people...'

'What do you... ah!... mean, kinky?' you ask. Brooke is now slobbering all over your massive cock, not seeming to care anymore about the peeping audience.

'You know what?' the woman smiles. 'I think that would be much better to find out for yourself. Besides, you kids are making me much too horny to explain...' She stands up, and promptly pulls down her linen pants, showing off her completely soaked panties. 'I always loved wild sex in the morning. How about it, stud?' She offers this question to the man sitting at the counter, looking at her with great interest.

Out of all the ways this situation could have mapped out, this was the last one you would expect. But it was a very pleasant surprise, and you decide to just enjoy the ride. The more sex the better, is what you always thought. You look at Brooke; your cock **** down her throat, as you press your hands against the back of her head. She drools down her chin, onto the floor below her, tears form in her eyes.

As you continue to fuck her face, just like you feel she deserves, you tell her; 'That's what I missed, Brooke! My cock in your hot little mouth. Shame you wasted it on Adam.'

You let go of her so she can respond; 'I missed your big, fat, juicy, monster cock in my mouth,' she swoons. 'Adam could never compare.'

You smile. Hearing how big your cock is always makes you feel incredibly lucky. Then you tell her; 'Take off that top. I would like to see those beautiful tits again.' You've been looking into her cleavage for far too long now. It's time for some pay off.

Brooke smiles, and unbuttons her tight blouse, then takes it off. She's wearing a large black bra, which she's quick to unhook. Bouncing into sight are her perfectly shaped E-cups, her large nipples standing proud, ready to be felt up. You can't help yourself and grab them with both hands, and in that moment you get drowned in nostalgia. You feel like a teenage boy again, ecstatic to feel up Brooke's beautiful breasts.

'That's what I like to see!' the middle-aged woman shouts. She's sitting on a table in the corner of the dining room, with her legs spread. In between them is the middle-aged man, sitting on his knees, his face pressed onto her pussy. 'I bet that humongous cock fits right between those gigantic orbs.' She winks.

'What a great idea,' you tell her. 'Brooke, you heard the woman?'

Brooke nods, and grabs her beautiful tits with both hands, while you grab your cock. She bends backwards a little, and you guide your cock in between her fleshy orbs. It feels so soft and moist, and you wonder why you never tried this with her before. It's amazing.

As your ex massages the lower part of your shaft with great intensity, you push her head down onto the tip of your cock, which sticks out above her bust. She licks it, kisses it, and sucks it, while you passionately fuck her tits, your balls slapping against her stomach with every thrust.

'That's so fucking hot,' the middle aged man mutters, staring at the two of you. The woman has switched places with him, and is now ferociously feasting on his male member.

Suddenly you feel a little guilty for having all the pleasure in this situation. It's time to switch things up.