The first time I ever visited one back in 2012 was a night that I was very horny and could not shake the craving to flash my cock to some stranger. I ...ctually did do a window flash while masturbating prior to build up the courage to finally try visiting a parlor myself (I will post about my flashing experiences later). So after some quick research to learn about the etiquette, I drove over to a local shop I had passed by several times on my way home from work. Upon entering I was greeted by a. She was there laid next to me on her back as my hand stroked her plump belly, I gave her a nice wet kiss then fondled her big breasts, licking her nipples, she was so excited, I could tell when I slid my hand down under those lovely cotton knickers to her pussy, she was wet as hell, I always though old ladies were dry down there but my Gran was really wet as I tweaked her clitoris and slid my finger in mmmmmm, my cock was throbbing like hell, I had a nice lick of her pussy over her knickers. "You can use your mouth and tongue, Bob, but that's it. We just pretend to have regular sex, okay?" Groaning, naturally I said yes, and she kissed me on the cheek. On the drive up she cuddled closer, her big breasts pressing against me. "This is so sweet of you, Bob, doing this for me." "Well," I paused, as we finally made it to the long curving parking lane overlooking the airport, finding a spot among the making out couples. It was not totally dark, shapes could be seen, like I'm sure ours. Driving at excessive speed and drifting around every turn in a whirlwind of smoke and squealing tires. In reality, I drive swiftly but safely to my destination. I arrive to your quaint little home on this beautiful summer morning. The sun is shining on your garden causing the blooms to glow brightly. It is still a bit cool with a gentle morning breeze. It is going to be a wonderful day with my gorgeous girl. Pulling up to your curb, I turn the volume down on the radio. I honk the horn and.