[F/M] The time we got free Arby’s

…and then he grabbed my titty like I grab an Arby's roast beef, full palm and squeeze. I moaned and bucked against him.

"Harder… God please," I gasped desperately.

Speaking of Arby's roast beefs, we were on their premise. Specifically, in the woman's bathroom. Both us were just a little tipsy, a little full, and wholly horny.

My eyes lowered to his manhood, already full mast. I shuddered and grabbed him close, rubbing him between my lips the way I knew he liked. He moaned in my ear, louder this time. Heedless of the public indecency, I echoed his moans.

'Babe please,' I wanted him to give me a milkshake so bad. God, I wanted him to shake my milk…shakes. Maybe I already did, there was definitely a boy in my yard.

Well, time to make milkshakes out of my God-given shaker. Luke looked at me curiously as I dislodged myself from our tangle on the ground and pushed him against the wall with tipsy legs, right next to the automatic hand dryer. I grabbed his thick meat again with my palm, and this time began pumping away in earnest. My tongue flicked on his tip tantalizing the way I knew him. But I was drunk, he was full on tipsy, and it was time to get kinky.

Using the saliva I slobbered generously, but hopefully sexually, all over my babe's hot roast beef, I began pumping him between my breasts. Finally, milkshakes and roast beef combined, the perfect pornographic fast food coitus. But, there were better milkshakes here, and Luke knew it.

'Get on your knees,' my lover commanded. I knew he was horny when he began to get dominant. I obeyed with a kinky half smile, pulling down my pants and placing both palms on the slightly sticky, tiled floor

He didn't even pause, and I watched him place his big, pulsating cock over my fast-food fattened ass. He took the plunge into my chocolate molten lava cake and I gasped from oddly orgasmic sensation. He made a stifled noise of pure sexual desperation behind me, and began moving in earnest. I was moaning and saying things I couldn't even remember, and suddenly I was flying as high as the stoners that were over in booth 3 when we got here. Luke began pumping faster over me as I reeled, jerked faster and faster in a way that I knew he was getting close. The sound excited me and I moaned with his sounds of desperation, with his abrupt pull out, spewing warm seeds all over my thick buns.

We collapsed on each other, shaking and as limp as the old fries in the greaser. Finally, we helped each other put our clothes on, and there was no paper towels, so we scraped the cum off my back the best we could onto the tiled floor. It was already sticky, anyways. I couldn't find my bra, which was curious in a one bathroom stall. We exited, holding hands. The bathroom was such a perfect place to have anal, I reflected. It already smelled like crap in there anyway, nobody would notice a thing.

That was when we turned the knob and went back into the restaurant. Scratch that nobody noticing thing, I thought faintly. The restaurant, oddly packed, had gone quiet. I suspected it already had been quiet, and there was a small line of people waiting for the bathroom. I looked around at the crowd, head reeling from alcohol.

'Babe, you hungry?' I asked. The stoners will still in the corner, and they were applauding us in their hazy way.

Luke looked down at me and winked, dragging me to go stand in the line. It parted for us. 'A couple of milkshakes, please, and a… thick roast beef'

The cashier looked faintly green. 'It's on the house,' he muttered as he punched the necessary buttons.

And that was the time we got free Arby's.

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