“Those college boys ain’t got nothin’ on you"

She turned again, her ass facing Melvin, and gripped his cock with one hand as she slid slowly onto it. Melvin groaned. He couldn't believe that Tina was actually fucking him. She was easily the most beautiful girl he'd ever met, and his face burned with boiling lust. He wondered if even Courtney would be able to get him this turned on. His cock strained to grow harder as it tunneled into Tina's tight pussy.

On the counter, the pigtailed waitress gasped. She hadn't ever been this wet before, and the sight of the cute little curly haired blonde fucking the stud with the glasses in a reverse cowgirl position was almost too much to bear. Her fingers gained momentum, twirling and thrusting into her. She ground her teeth, the sensation from her fingers unbearably and unbelievably hot in her pussy.

Melvin's eyes focused on Tina's round ass clenching and unclenching and smacking against his thighs as she fucked him. At intervals, he could see his hard cock disappearing into her and then sliding out and then disappearing back into her as she slammed into him again. Her pussy was a perfect balance of tight and wet, and Melvin became overwhelmed by the feel of her.

He scooted one hand up her spine, stroking her back, feeling the sweat the began to accumulate there under his fingers. All he could see of her head was a mop of curly blonde hair bobbing cutely as she bounced on top of him. He moved his other hand up the curve of her hip and stomach and cupped her smooth breast. It wiggled under his hand as she bucked on him, and her tit was large enough to be more than just a handful. Melvin squeezed it, and Tina squealed in pleasure.

Soon Tina felt a flurry of tingles absorb her body. It began at the tips of her fingers and ends of her toes, and she had to place her hands against the sides of the stall for support. The tingles tickled up her arms and legs in waves, blanketing her in an ocean of trembling passion. She felt her orgasm build and build, her breaths becoming sharp and ragged, and then it swept over her, her eyes flying open, her mouth gasping for air as her body shook wildly in ecstasy.

The pigtailed waitress moaned from her perch on the bathroom counter, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

"Oh shit, Uncle Melvin, yeah!" Tina gasped in her trembling southern accent. She continued to shiver as she came on his throbbing cock. Her voice signaled the end for Melvin. The realization of who he was fucking, how and where and the fact that a stranger was watching them lit a fuse in his balls that ended with his erection spewing a fountain of cum into Tina's spasming vaginal walls. He issued a long sigh through his teeth, blowing the hair up off Tina's tanned shoulders.

Tina leaned back into him as their orgasms weakened and their sense was restored. Melvin felt his cock begin to wilt inside of her. Tina touched the side of his face with her hands. Her palms were soft and cool.

"Those college boys ain't got nothin' on you, Uncle Melvin," she said and giggled. Melvin would have replied that no woman in the history of the world would ever have a thing on Tina, but he couldn't find the strength to say anything. His tongue was dead in his mouth.