Pissing
2010-08-11
This last Month I have been traveling between London and Germany once a week.
Heading back from Bremen, overnight for the morning ferry, I decided I needed to stop at services on the E22.
I stopped, had a drink and a sandwich and went to stretch my legs.
It was a warm evening, so I wandered over to a grassy area with some benches and sat down. There was only one car here so I did not think I would be disturbed. After a few minutes, a couple got out of the car and walked into the undergrowth giggling.
both were in their 40's but she was really a MILF. neither of them seemed to be bothered I was there, so I waited a moment and quietly walked in the same direction and hid myself behind a convenient bush.
The woman was laughing and saying something in German about being foolish. She had her skirt up to her stomach and her knickers in her hand. she was squatting, leaning back and being held up by the guy.
the best bit from my point of view, was. . . my point of view!! :-) They were both pointed in my direction and with the twilight I had an excellent view of her bushy cunt.
Still laughing, she put her hand down and pulled her lips apart, showing her pink pussy and the raised ridge of her clit.
Elite female escort agency in Athens is the place where your dreams come true. If you want to be accompanied by sexy call girls, address to our escort agency in Athens. We provide professional and distin- gue escort service in Greece. To fulfill your need
Then she started to piss and I heard the man exclaim 'sehr schon' - very beautiful. I watched the piss arc away from her beautiful cunt and fall with a sexy splashing sound onto the grass.
after her piss had spent on the grass, she grabbed a tissue and wiped the drips away. As they started to straighten up, I quietly moved back wards and went back to my bench. a minute or two passed and the couple came back, both still laughing and both fully dressed. as they passed me the guy looked directly at me and - smiling - nodded at me in greeting
Did he see me? could I have joined in somehow? would I have been able to get closer and maybe. . . . . . .
regrets? I have a few, but then again, too few to mention
.
