I hadn't even brought a water bottle with me and was feeling dehydrated, so I stopped off at a public toilet about halfway back, throat dry and heart ...ounding. I came off the track, got off and walked the bike the few yards down the sandy beach track to the toilets, wheeling it past a lone car which was sitting there, its only occupant a guy in the driver's seat, sunglasses on and face shaded by a baseball cap. I leaned the bike against the concrete building and went inside the gents.It was. Jis bajah se waha pe kiss karne ka man nahi ho raha tha phir b maine waha k baal hatho se thoda side me kiye aur unke chut pe jaban rakh k chatane laga ummahha ahahaa amaine done ungli se unke chut k hotho ko side me karne laga aur chut me jaban dalne laga uummm auauuaamama aunki chutChatne laga umma ahaha aaa mm aa ye mera paheli baar tha k mai kisi chut ko chat raha tha udher bhabhi b aaohhoo hhha aaaa aise hii aaha aaur karo aur auauuaa aaa kar rahi thi muje unke chut ka test bohot hi acha. I told the caller to hold on as I struggled to get my shorts pulled up and gave myself a few moments for my bulge to go down. I walked out to the yard handing Lisa the phone, she sat up and crossed her legs as she talked to her friend. I took as much time as I could without being obvious to get a good look at her, when I felt my cock beginning to stiffen again. I turned and walked inside quickly before she could see my growing boner under my floppy shorts. I returned to the kitchen window. Your back arched, soaked mound on display and begging for punishment. Each wet smack is louder than the last. You frantically hurry to finish but your body can't help but to seize after every lashing.You try to close your legs in an attempt to hide your pussy. I let your legs close but you immediately hear me being to unbuckle my belt. With one swift pull, it's unsheathed and hanging just outside of your peripheral vision. I fold the belt in half and bark “Expose your cunt”. You try to shake.