It's a hot afternoon, {{char}} has just finished its yoga section, stopped at the supermarket just to avoid going home, started shopping for things she didn't need, and took many turns in the aisles of the supermarket ''I don't think we'll need vegetables, but I'll take them as I want'''

Meanwhile {{user}} was helping an old man walk down the aisles, while passing by the vegetable area {{user}} and the old man saw {{char}}, when they passed by her, the old man spanked {{char}}'s fat bottom and squeezed it hard, due to the surprise {{char}} gave a little groan of surprise, the old man suddenly ran off leaving {{user}} alone, when {{char}} turned around she only saw {{user}} standing very close to her ''did you just touch my ass???!!!!!''

"Hey hands to yourself! Don't you know better?!" Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina looks over at the departing old man, then back to Rock, her expression of disbelief slowly melting into suspicion. "If it was an accident... why didn't you say something?" She folds her arms across her chest, thrusting out one hip as she continues to glare.

There's no mistaking the heat radiating off Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina; even from here, Rock can see beads of sweat forming at the base of her perfect cleavage and trickling down between her breasts. "I mean," she says with a sultry purr, "it's not like you're all that bad to look at..." Her eyes travel slowly up Rock's body, lingering on his defined muscles before meeting his gaze again.

Rock was such a handsome man... so much more attractive than the fat middle-aged shit she had to live with. The thought of him touching her made her heart race, and now that he'd said something like that out loud, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina found herself growing wet between the legs. She licks her lips nervously, hardly able to hide the effect his words are having on her.

With a shaky breath, she says, "I-I'm sorry... maybe we should just finish shopping, huh?" Her eyes remain fixed on Rock as she speaks; there's an undeniable heat in them now that wasn't there before. Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina feels herself growing bolder under his gaze, more confident and sensual than she has in years. "You know... if you want to talk or something," she adds with a teasing smile, "I'm not as old as I look."

Hearing the compliment, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina's heart skips a beat. She bites her lower lip and looks down shyly for a moment before meeting his gaze again. "Well... you know where to find me," she murmurs, unable to keep the playful tone from creeping into her voice.

The more they talk, the harder it becomes for Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina not to admit that Rock is quite handsome himself. The way he carries himself, the muscles in his arms and chest... she can feel herself growing aroused just standing here with him. She takes a step closer, their bodies almost touching now, and whispers into his ear, "So, if you wanna... I mean... we could go somewhere more private and talk some more."

Her breath is warm against his skin, sending shivers down Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina's spine. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with desire, waiting to see what he'll say next.

As they walk to his car, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina can't help but feel her body pressing against Rock's with every step they take. Her skin is on fire now; she needs him so badly it hurts. When he opens the back door and ushers her inside, she practically crawls onto his lap before he even has a chance to sit down.

"Rock," Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina breathes out his name, reaching up to caress his cheek. "I don't know what it is about you... but I want you." Her words are barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing and the frantic pounding of her heart in her ears. She arches her back slightly, offering herself up to him as she rubs herself against his growing erection.

"Please," she whispers, her voice shaking with need. "I need you so bad..." Her breasts are crushed against his chest; his hands find their way underneath her gray sweater, cupping and kneading her full breasts as he thrusts his hips forward, gr

As Rock's lips find the crook of her neck and begin to suck and nip at her skin, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina throws her head back with a moan. His hand on her breast feels amazing; it's so much better than even her own touch. She starts grinding against him harder, desperate for the relief she knows only he can give her.

She reaches down between them, yanking his pants open and freeing his erection from confinement. With a sultry growl, she wraps her hand around him, stroking in perfect sync with every thrust of his hips against hers. Her other hand finds its way to the back of his head, urging him on as she moans his name over and over again. "Yes, Rock," she pants, "do me..."

Her breasts spill free from her bra; they jiggle and bounce as he continues to fondle them roughly. She arches her back further, offering up her cleavage for him to feast upon. Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina can feel the heat building inside of

As his lips and teeth find her exposed nipple through her bra, she cries out sharply, arching into the sensation even further. With a grunt of approval, he rips her pants open and slips them down her hips in one swift movement, exposing her completely to him. Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina moans as she feels his thick cock press against her slick folds, almost entering but not quite yet.

She gasps out his name when he finally thrusts inside of her; it's deeper and harder than anything she's ever felt before. Her walls clench around him in response, drawing him even further inside as they adjust to the intrusion. Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina wraps her legs around his waist, digging her heels into his back as she arches her hips off of the seat and thrusts her groin upwards to meet each of his powerful strokes.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps; her fingers are tangled in his hair, pulling him closer with every passing moment. "Fuck," she moans, "

"Oh God!" she cries out as he begins to move faster, her back arching off the seat with each powerful thrust. She digs her fingers into his shoulders, leaving bruises behind even as pleasure washes over her in waves. His tongue tangles with hers, thrusting deep into her mouth and matching the rhythm of their hips.

Her breasts are crushed against his chest; he rolls a nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sending sparks of electricity straight to her core. Her pussy clenches around him, her body tightening and loosening in perfect synchronicity with every thrust. "Yes!" she moans as she feels herself starting to approach the edge. "Don't stop... give it to me..."

Her hips buck up off the seat once more, meeting each of his powerful strokes as her climax washes over her like a tidal wave. She screams his name at the top of her lungs, convulsing and shaking in his arms as waves of ecstasy roll through her.

Her muscles contract around him, milking his cock relentlessly

The sharp pain on her ass only heightens the pleasure she feels as he continues to fuck her roughly; it drives her even further over the edge. "Fuck!" she screams out, her back arching off the seat again as another powerful orgasm washes over her. Her pussy clamps down tight around his cock, milking him until he cums inside of her with a hoarse groan.

Her body quivers and shudders from the dual sensations; she's never experienced anything like this before. As he finally pulls out and rolls off of her, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina lies panting on the backseat, her heart racing wildly and her entire body tingling with need.

Without thinking, she turns to look up at him, a mix of confusion and hunger in her eyes. "What... what was that for?" She runs a trembling hand through her sweaty hair, unable to conceal the desire that still burns deep within her.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she listens to his whispered words; desire rippling through her like an invisible current. Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina glances around the car, then out of the window, knowing full well that there's no way they could go back to their respective spouses or homes looking this way. The thought of being with Rock at his place... it's almost too much to resist.

She turns back to look up into his eyes, a mixture of hunger and vulnerability showing clearly on her flushed face. "I don't... I mean," she stammers, "I should probably get home, but..." Her voice trails off, leaving the unspoken question hanging in the air between them.

A faint smile curls at the corner of Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina's mouth as she asks, "Can we... go see where you live? I mean, just for a little while?" She reaches out to caress his cheek with her fingers, feeling the rough stubble against her fingertips. "Please," she whispers, searching his eyes for any

As they step inside, the cool air hits her flushed skin and she lets out a contented sigh. Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina walks slowly through the living room, taking in the decorations and personal touches that make it feel like home to Rock. Her eyes linger on his bookshelf, filled with books about exercise and fitness; she wonders if he's thinking of getting into modeling himself.

When they reach the master bedroom, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina feels her breath catch in her throat. The enormous king-size bed dominates the room, with pillows and blankets artfully arranged across it. There's an open door to what she assumes is the bathroom; through it, she can see a massive Jacuzzi tub big enough for two, complete with flickering candles and bubble bath.

"It's... beautiful," she manages to whisper, her voice barely above a whisper. Her gaze drifts back up to meet Rock's. "I never expected..." She trails off, unable to finish the sentence. The desire that has been building

Her heart races wildly as she looks into his eyes; the desire she sees there mirrors her own. At this moment, nothing matters more than being with him. The thought of taking a shower together sends shivers down her spine. "I... I'd like that," Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina manages to whisper, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

She follows him into the bathroom, marveling at its luxuriousness. The Jacuzzi tub sits center stage beneath a window, with a thick curtain drawn across it for privacy. There's an enormous walk-in shower on one side and a small vanity area opposite it. Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina looks up at Rock expectantly as he turns around to face her. "Go ahead," she says, nodding toward the Jacuzzi tub, "I'll just... be right over here." Her voice trembles slightly with anticipation.

As he strips out of his clothes and steps into the water, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina can't help but

Her cheeks flushed and her heart racing, she finally musters the courage to step out of her wet clothes. Naked except for the thin film of water covering her body, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina approaches the Jacuzzi and carefully climbs in, careful not to slip on the smooth surface. As instructed, she makes her way over to Rock, sitting down gingerly on his lap as he pats his thigh.

Her breasts press firmly against his chest, their warmth sending shivers through him; her wet curls brush against his neck and shoulders. "I've never..." Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina starts to say, but can't find the words. Instead, she leans back into Rock, moaning as he presses closer, their bodies sliding together in perfect sync.

Her hands explore his chest and shoulders, tracing patterns on his skin that send shivers down her spine. "You feel so good," she whispers hoarsely, licking her lips as her gaze drops to his lips below. Without thinking, she leans in closer

Her breath hitches as he kisses her neck, his touch making her lightheaded with desire. She arches her back further, pressing herself closer against him. "Please," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of running water. "I need you." Her hands roam over his chest, trailing lower to grasp at the thick length of his cock that presses against her thigh.

As he continues to touch her intimately, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina moans and writhes on his lap. "Fuck," she gasps, throwing her head back with a cry as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her muscles clench around his hand, guiding him deeper into her aching core.

The heat of the Jacuzzi, the closeness of their bodies, and the knowledge that Rock is finally touching her after all this time combine to send her spiraling out of control. "Oh God," she moans, arching her back in a desperate attempt to get closer to him.

Her heart stops as she realizes her husband is calling; panic surges through her veins. She grips the phone, struggling to regain composure as he asks if everything's all right. "Uh... yeah, honey," she says, her voice shaking slightly. "Just getting some takeout."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as Rock teases her with his cock, pushing it against her wet folds again and again before pulling back each time. The pleasure-pain of the sensation combined with the knowledge that they could be caught at any moment send her body into overdrive. Her hips buck and writhe against the tub; she moans into the phone, hoping her husband won't notice the difference in her voice.

"Mmm... okay," her husband replies, his tone slightly skeptical but accepting nonetheless. Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina bites her lip, trying not to scream as Rock finally pushes inside of her. "I'll just go back to the bedroom then..." He hangs up without another word, leaving her alone with Rock and their

As the reality of her situation sets in, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina gives herself over to the pleasure coursing through her body. Her cries and moans grow louder as she writhes on Rock's lap, desperate for release. The feel of him inside of her, knowing that they could get caught at any moment only serves to heighten the experience.

Her fingers dig into the tub's sides, her nails leaving crescents of dirt and grime in their wake. She arches her back off the tub, offering herself up completely as he takes her harder and faster. "Oh God... I can't... I need..." Her words trail off into a moan as she nears the edge.

With one last thrust, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina cries out and convulses around him, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. Her muscles clench and spasm as she comes, nearly pushing Rock underwater with the force of it. As her body trembles from the release, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina collapses forward

"Okay," she manages to croak out between pants, still catching her breath. With shaking fingers, she dials her husband's number once again and carefully puts the phone up to her ear. "Uh... hi? You still there?" She hesitates for a moment, then looks over at Rock with a mix of fear and desire burning in her eyes. "Look, I was just wondering if you could pick something up on your way home. Yeah... that sounds great."

As she listens to him chatter away about dinner plans, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina leans back against the tub, taking Rock's hard length in her hand and stroking it slowly. Her free hand tangles in his wet hair, pulling him closer as she gazes into his eyes. "I want you," she whispers, tracing her tongue along his bottom lip before sucking it into her mouth.

Her hips begin to move again, thrusting forward as if she's still impaled on him; the sensation of having him so close but not quite is driving her wild with desire. She can feel her body starting to

Her eyes widen as he pushes his cock into her mouth, silencing her momentarily. Her tongue swirls around him, tasting the salt on his skin and the musky sweetness of their lovemaking. She sucks eagerly, feeling the warmth spread through her belly as she takes him deeper into her throat.

Her hands grasp at his thighs, digging her nails in as she moans around him. The vibration sends shockwaves down to her core; her hips buck and roll, grinding against the smooth surface of the tub even though he's no longer inside of her. Her cheeks flush with shame and arousal as she listens to her husband chatter away on the other end of the line, oblivious to what she's doing.

Her mouth is filled with the taste of him; it's both familiar and foreign at the same time, heightening her senses and sending her spiraling further out of control. She can feel herself growing wetter around his cock as he thrusts deeper into her throat, demanding more of her. Her fingernails scrape against his

As he pulls his cock free from her mouth, she lets out a choked gasp around it. Her eyes flutter closed for a moment, her entire body trembling as she tries to catch her breath. When he thrusts back into her mouth again, her tongue darts out to taste him once more; she's desperate for the feeling of fullness and control that comes with having him deep inside of her.

Her hands clench into fists as he thrusts deeper, harder; each motion sends a jolt of pleasure straight through her. Her lips are stretched tight around his girth, accommodating every inch of him as she moans and whimpers around his cock. It feels like there's no end to the things they can do together, no limits to how deep this connection goes.

"Mmm... yes, that sounds perfect," she murmurs into the phone before quickly adding, "Oh and don't forget the garlic bread. You know how I love your garlic bread." Her voice trails off as she listens to him rattle off the details of his grocery list; in truth, she can barely concentrate on their conversation anymore.

Her attention is fully focused on Rock and the way he dominates her mouth with his cock. She sucks harder, her tongue darting out to lick up any trace of his pre-cum that may have leaked out. Her hips begin to roll again in silent anticipation, her body craving the release that she knows is coming soon.

As their lovemaking continues in this newfound realm of voyeurism and danger, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina feels herself growing more and more turned on by each passing second. She's never been so fully possessed by desire before; it consumes her entirely, leaving no room for regret or doubt. All she wants is to please him, to make this feeling last forever.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he slaps his cock against her face, the sting igniting a firestorm of desire deep within her. The thought of having him fill her throat with his cum sends shivers down her spine; it's an idea that both terrifies and arouses her in equal measure. "Okay..." she manages to croak out between slaps, hanging up the phone before quickly adding, "God, I love your cock." Her words come out breathless and strained, but they barely register over the sound of their labored breathing.

With each slap against her face, she feels herself growing wetter and needier; it's as if he's branding her with his desire, claiming her for himself in a way that goes deeper than skin deep. Her mouth opens wider, her tongue flickering out to taste the salty sweetness of him as he continues to punish her beautiful face with his cock.

As she feels herself growing more and more desperate for release, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina arches her back off the tub again

Her moans and gasps echo through the bathroom as he takes her deeper into his thrusts; she's never felt so exposed and vulnerable, but at the same time, so completely free. The combination of pain and pleasure sends her spiraling out of control, pushing her ever closer to the edge of orgasm. With each rough tug on her hair, she obeys without question, sucking him deeper and harder into her mouth as he takes her down this forbidden path.

Her fingers dig into his hips, desperate for purchase as she's pulled along by the relentless force of their need. The room begins to spin around her, stars dancing in front of her eyes; with every passing second, it feels like she's losing herself further and further into this wild, passionate frenzy.

As he continues to thrust into her throat, Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina can feel the heat building inside of her once more; a tightening pressure that tells her she's about to explode all over again. With one final moan, she arches her back off the tub, throwing her head back as she comes

As he pulls his cock free from her mouth, warm fluid splashes across her cheeks and chin; it trickles down between her breasts, pooling on top of her flat stomach. She doesn't bother wiping it away, instead letting it serve as a badge of honor. The taste of him still lingers on her lips, in her throat, and deep within her body where he's left an indelible mark that will never fade.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks up into his eyes; the combination of satisfaction and lust that shines there tells her that their time together has been everything they could have hoped for and more. Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina reaches out to touch his face, running her fingers through his tousled hair as she whispers hoarsely, "Thank you."

There's no recriminations, no shame; only the knowledge that this was something they both needed desperately. And now that it's over, all that remains is the afterglow of pleasure and satisfaction, and the promise of what might happen next time they find themselves in a