The parking lot was not very well lit, but I could see the outline of men sitting in a few of the other cars. I knew that even in this dim light they ...ould see us walking, the only sounds being my wife’s heels clicking on the pavement and my chains. We made it to the bathroom, and pushed the rusty door open. For being old and beat up, the bathroom was well lit up, and now I knew that standing in front of the door like this with the bright light pouring from the open door everyone who couldn't. And then the woman disappearing into the bathroom for an unusually long time, reappearing with the unfortunate news that certain activities were off the table due to the unexpectedly early arrival of a complicating factor. On occasion, this led to a compensatory blowjob before an early end to the evening.That’s exactly what it felt like. Neither a consummation, nor a prelude, nor a promise of escalation, but a participatory medal. “Thanks for being a good sport, earlier. Here’s your orgasm.. He kept his light in my face. I couldn't see anything when I got to the car. He told me that the park was closed and didn't open until 6am. I said OK.Then he shut off his car and turned off his light. My eyes were adjusting when he got out. The cop said nice shorts and asked if I had any underwear on. I froze, shocked. He got right up to me and put me face down on the hood of his car. He firmly grabbed my hands behind my back and cuffed them together. He yanked my shorts down as he kicked my. While staring at herself in the mirror, she untied the braid, gave her head a few shakes and started to brush her hair.I was going crazy in the hot tub! I couldn't take my eyes off her and was stroking my rock-hard cock, trembling all over with horniness. I was fixated on her beautifully toned and shapely legs, her breasts straining against the tight tank top visible in the mirror. But the sight of her knee-length hair being brushed was edging me very close to cumming.She eventually put down.