Ek din kya hua ki mai usually subha late uthta tha to ek din around 6’o clock meri aankh khuli or maine dekha bua nangi hai or aapne kapre badal rah... thi yeh dekh ke mera lund khara ho gya mai thori thori aankh khol ke dekh raha tha bua ko or mera lund bhi khara tha (aabhi tak bua ka koi baccha nahi tha pata nahi aapne pati se chudi thi ya nahi)to mera lund khara tha or jaise hi bua ne kapre badleMaine ank band krke sone ki acting kari or kya hua ki maybe bua ne mera khara lund dekh lia hoga or. I leaned forward and whispered don’t move. You shook a little not knowing what to do. I tapped your shoe to spread your legs wider which you did. I pushed you harder against the car and reached down and opened my pants. I took one of your hands and slipped it into my pants. I leaned forward and said if you want this right now then take it out. You felt my cock twitching and your blood raced as the question raced through your mind. Your mind was saying not here its public, but your body was. I pulled her on the middle of the bed pulled her up the bed them went get heel clamps for the bed, I hooked one leg up then other but soon as got them in other would fall out.So I got 2 ties & soon as one leg was in the clamps I tied it up then the other leg for me, she was not wide enough, I waded them as fare I could but could not get at my wife pussy.So I unclip the clamps drop them to middle bar of headboard & tight them up, this time I could get my head to her pussy so I pulled her down. No one liked to sit there because the waitresses had a hard time noticing that your cup was empty or that you needed something. Brian loved to sit there because it gave him another barrier to erect between himself and the world.Never able truly to trust, Brian suffered a life of isolation and smoldering frustration as each day stretched interminably into the next. Nothing broke up his endless boredom. No one breached the defense mechanisms that worked perfectly to keep potential companions out.