He Was Harder Than Math

What could I do? I didn't want some other horny bitch to see him standing there about to bust his zipper. Of course, since it's the grocery store, I was in a short skirt. So, acting as a human shield, I stood in front of him, then with urgency I told him, "Hide it in here!" I reached down to get hold of it and stuffed it in my wet pussy. I leaned over the refrigerated meat, "Now, that's a big chunk of meat!", coaxing him to look over my shoulder. "What the hell? Harold! Are you fuckin' this slut? Right here in public?" "You asked me to pick out a good piece of meat... not too expensive." "He told me he was tired of pork..." She started going through her bag... wasn't sure if she was looking for a pistol or a coupon. I headed for the door, yelling "Thank you, cum again!" and was able to outrun her. Hopped into the truck and peeled out of the parking lot.