As I was doing this, I hoped that a trucker would come in and catch me pleasuring myself. After a few minutes of this, I made my way to a stall to fin...sh the job. Almost as soon as I entered the stall, I heard the door open and saw a man walk in. He made his way to the urinal next to me and I continued to jerk my dick while he did his business. He then finished up and made his way to the sink. On his way to the sink I caught a quick glimpse of him, he was an average middle aged white guy with. It was a sight that I will never forget and it made me suddenly realize the attraction that all those guys felt who enjoyed watching their wives' in action. I stood there behind the bedroom door, watching them through the crack as Sarah impaled herself over and over on his hard shaft, grabbing at her full firm tits and tossing her head back in obvious ecstasy. The moans, squeals, and cries that came from the two lovebirds bounced around inside my head as I watched the erotic show. Suddenly I. You can't arrest me I'd said drunkenly, do you know who my Father is? Yes I do and I also know that he would not be amusedThe policeman had said. Well by now a crowd of people had gathered, so to try and safe me from making a bigger scene than what I already had. Frank, Burt and Joanne helped the policeman take me to the police station. Apparently at some point. Not sure when, my Father had been notified.And had come to the police station to take me home. Luckily or maybe unluckily for me, he'd. He always wore the same blue boiler suit and spent most of his time in the workshop. I had the impression Mrs. Sonam married him out of convenience, just because he had a stable automobile business. One time, after a couple of glasses of wine, she had alluded to him as someone who only fulfilled her minimum needs. “when will they be back?” I asked. “probably not until six at the earliest. Come on in for a minute. I’ll fix you a drink. You must be thirsty after all that driving.” I looked at my.