The mossy ground around it was soft under the soles of his trainers. Hidden behind the bushes he would stand here for hours at a time, thinking and wa...ching the world go by.The joggers on the track below to be precise, just passing by or stopping at the rail for some light stretching.He had named every regular, every female regular, imagined their lives, their bodies without clothing.It was late already. The woods seemed empty, the sun was setting and it got dark. In the dim light he could see. Skip a few weeks, Nicki learnt to dress, to take her dildo into her ass, to do her make up, then she learned something extra special…the location of a local glory hole…she had stumbled across it quite by accident but there is was as she sat to pee in some public toilets on her way home. Her heart fluttered and she stayed in that cubicle for an hour waiting and jerking. She soon realised that 1pm on a Wednesday afternoon was not the time anyone would be using a glory hole so she resolved to go. And naked. When they hugged me, I kissed both of them and noticed that their mouths and cheeks were wet and smelled like Tara’s sex did when she spread her legs for me earlier. I realized that they had probably been using their mouths on each other and I couldn’t wait to watch.We were quickly back in the tent and the two girls knelt beside Tara while I lay back down. “Thank you Miss Tara,” they said almost simultaneously.“One of you crawl down there and thank me,” she said, motioning to her sex. He feels wonderful, I do everything I can to keep from cumming. My pussy is on fire and dripping. He continues to pound me for all im worth. He lets go of my hair and grabs my hips, pulling me to him as he thrusts. He thrusts into me with enough force that I could feel his balls slapping against my clit. My whole body was on fire, every touch and sound threatened to send me over the edge. “Fuck me” he grunts. I push back against him, matching him thrust for thrust. My tits swing in.