She accepted my messages and we started conversing. She told me she had always been curious about being with a woman but unless her boyfriend told her...to she wouldnt do it voluntarily. She obviously was a submissive. I told the brit guy this and he said he wouldnt force her.. So i let it drop. I stayed n touch with both but didnt pursue anything with either. One day out of the blue I got a call from him. He said he was going to be at a hotel with her and he had an idea. He shared that with me. She couldsee no more of him than his groin. His balls lookedfull and swollen as they pushed their way out of histrousers.He could clearly see in the car, but it as so darkthat he could probably only guess at what washappening. Until a thin beam on light played over herthighs tracking slowly upward, her treasure obscuredby my hand.His excitement was obvious, as I could see his cocktremble and a bead of pre-cum formed at his tip.Inside the car her breathing was heavy and laboured,not just from my. She touched his tip by rolling down the foreskin. He was wet too.Mumtaz widened her legs for him to let his rough hand untuck her shirt. The windows had formed a cloudy shield protecting them for sneaky eyes from other cars. Mumtaz felt his hands touch her white lacy lingerie over her clit. It moved a couple of times between her pussy lips over the thin panty material.Mumtaz briefly lifted herself up to let him roll her panty an inch downwards. Mumtaz moaned as his long fingers moved inside her. All my brain could do was observe and remember. Anything else was too difficult. It felt like I was still dreaming. That was probably a good thing. If I’d been able to think, I probably would’ve been scared. Instead I was numb.I sat down on the curb. I didn’t know what to do. I tried to think of a plan but nothing happened. It was like when your computer gets stuck. It doesn’t matter what keys you press, nothing happens. The screen stays exactly the same.I probably would have stayed there.