My spying new friend stepped out from behind the tree, his cock in hand. It wasn't the guy who had come onto the trail after me, just another hiker. O...r eyes met as I squeezed the remaining seed from my cock. He kept stroking and motioned me over with his free hand. I walked over, letting my cock hang from my shorts. I got a better view of him as I stepped closer. He was an average looking guy, close-cropped salt and pepper hair, I figured about fifty years old or so, with a slight belly. His. I had some vacation time coming up from my bar tending job and i fully intended on witnessing the sight i had just beheld on my phone…in person. So i got a round trip plane ticket, called my boss and let him know i was heading out of town in a few days and i began to pack. I made sure to put in my sexiest panties, my tightest jeans and a few well picked low cut tops. i was going to go all out. to top it off i threw in a pair of my high end black stilettos. The day came and i was ready to head. As the man left, his imagination was in a wild frenzy at the thought of what gross abominations they might force Colette into that night.______________________________________That evening, after dinner, Chuck told Colette that they were once more going to meet with the same two men they’d met with at the toilets. Colette felt a surge of lustful excitement, and asked in a soft voice, “is it going to be at the toilets again?”Chuck told her that it was, but elaborated no further. Then he lifted my hand and in a French manner kissed the inside of my hand. Looking into my eyes that made me feel like I was the only woman in the world said softly “Your photos do not do your justice. You’re gorgeous”. I got so wet; I wanted him to take me right then and there. When we were comfortably situated in the Rolls Royce’s backseat, he started up the engine and maneuvered the vehicle out and into the traffic.After few minutes on the road, Montague closed the car’s convertible roof..