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In the Parking Lot

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I had just gotten into my big 4 wheel drive vehicle in a parking spot which looked directly into a well known bar-restaurant which is named after a womans tits. You know the one, where the girls all wear the little orange short shorts. It was dark outside. Just then a car pulled in next to mine, It pulled up into the parking spot a little further ahead of mine so I could see down into the front seat of the car perfectly. A man who appeared to be in his mid 30's was driving and there was a woman, I assumed it was his wife or girl friend in the passenger seat. They did not notice me.

I watched as he proceeded to unzip and pull his jeans down and then his underwear down around his feet. The gal proceeded to hand him what appeared to be a tube of some kind of lube. I sat there in the dark and could see him stroking his penis as she intently looked on. His attention seemed to be totally on the waitresses in the restaurant. The gal in the seat beside him intently watched as he jacked off and also seemed to take an occasional look around, as if to be on the look out for someone who might walk upon them. He took his time, occasionally stopping and waiting a while and then starting up again. As to build up the pleasure.

This was almost more than I could stand, by this time I had a big hard-on and had to do the same as him. I would watch the waitresses and occasionally look over and see WHAT WAS UP in the car next to me. He finished first and she handed him a small towel to wipe off with. Then he pulled up his pants and left. It didn't take me long after that and I too was on my way.

I have thought of this often and have wished on numerous occasions I could be in this situation again, Wow what a woman!



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