"Start pissing for me then " he said.I edged forward off the seat a little half squatting half standing. One hand for support on the side of the car I...fully opened up my pussy with the other, smiled at him and started to piss. The first gush came out making a large splash right in front of him. He groaned pulling on his cock harder. I stopped mid flow teasing him."Want me to continue?! " Yes please piss for me "I moaned a little, closed my eyes and started to pee again. Opening my eyes I looked. He apologised, but kept up the touching. The second time he put a hand on her thigh, and she immediately stood up and said something the tone of which left nothing to the imagination. At that I came round the corner.“Ah, there you are darling!” I gushed. He bristled, she smiled.“And oo ees thees?” he asked her, as if I were an intruder on his turf.“Let me introduce you, Michel this is Graham, my boyfriend. Graham, Michel has been telling me all about his chateau in the Dordogne.”We shook hands.. ’ Face devoid of make-up, dressed like a man, she was overly conscious of her shiny skin as she blushed but had the comfort of knowing he appeared to be a sensitive and understanding guy. She showered, expecting him to come in at any moment to nail her to the wall… but he didn’t. Never before had she wished to be seriously molested as right then but no, he failed to show. Dressed, ready to go, she went out and not finding him in the kitchen peered out in rising panic and then grinned, he was. With his bell bottom trousers, coat of navy blue, He would climb the riggin' like his daddy used to do.In the morning he was gone and he left a five pound note, With a bit of writin', and this is what he wrote:"Now you may have a daughter, lass. You may have a son, And this should help to pay for the trouble I have done.Now if you have a daughter, you can bounce her on your knee, But if you have a son, send the bastard off to sea,"With his bell bottom trousers, coat of navy blue, He would climb.