We went over the Alps into Austria and by the end of the first day we'd crossed into Hungary. With no more autobahns everything got slower. It took us...ten hours to cross Hungary and the roads were getting progressively worse. We crossed into Romania at Oradea. At first the roads were actually cleared but as we moved further into the country the roads became more icy. The Romanians never treated the roads; they just ploughed them and left you to drive on the packed ice. We stopped, fitted the. He said ‘I think you are very beautiful can I please take you for a few drinks’ I'd had men approach me before chatting me up on nights out but never so boldy and in the middle of the day. With being on holiday I threw caution to the wind and found myself saying yes to the stranger . We found a nearby pub and sat in a booth at the back where it was quiet, sipping on our wine he asked where I was from (having recognised my accent wasn't local) I explained that I had only a few hours before. "Veronica came out two minutes later in a kimono."How stupid do you think I am?" Veronica moved closer to him."Veronica I honestly don't know what you--- uhhhh, what are you..." Veronica had grabbed his dick over his jeans. She stood face to face with him, staring into his eyes, lips five inches away from touching."You honestly thought after all these years that I'd never once done it?" What!? You're not a virgin?!?!!" Veronica smiled maliciously, and then she opened her robe and dropped. I hesitated, even stopped wanking, but I was the only man who did. I was late to this party, and the soaking the ground had taken now made more sense. At least one other guy had pissed on her, and she hadn’t moved from that spot.I’d never done anything like watersports, but I was too hard to stop wanking, or even form an actual opinion, and just watched, as the guy with the long cock washed off the mess he’d made and then deliberately aimed at her chest, to cause a little stream to form between.