Rachel continued swinging her wide hips back and forth - just like her memories as a woman, they felt entirely natural. Swing left, swing right - god she loved them. She knew her husband did too, holding onto them as she got pounded...She became damp just thinking about it! Still, as of right now, they were just memories. Very detailed and real memories but memories nonetheless. By the end of tonight, Rachel *would* experience it for herself. The Rick part of her chuckled, thinking how funny it was that she was getting together with her former girlfriend's dad, someone normally a little more than twice his age. Now though, they were on equal footing - already happily married. With that, she had no regrets about fucking him. Who knows, maybe if they stayed like this even longer she'd give her new daughter a sibling~.
As soon as Rachel stepped into the car, she gave Paul a kiss on the cheek and rubbed his thigh, inching towards his dick. Paul chuckled at this, putting his own, rougher hand on top of her's. "Wow, you're frisky tonight, huh?"
Rachel simply nodded, asserting herself a bit and tapping her hand on his cock. To think she had one so recently...not one this big though.
The rod rose up a bit in his pants, with his face all but confirming that he was into this. Still, he pushed her hand away for now. "After dinner, ok?"
She nodded, giving him another kiss as they drove out to the restaurant. She couldn't wait for dinner to be over~.