Looking around, I noted that both of the police cars stayed with us for a very long time. Where Sandra and Harcourt went, or in what vehicle, I have n... idea.We travelled towards London for an hour or so, swinging south onto the M25 that took us around the metropolis. I was completely lost by the time we'd left the motorway and then appeared to travel in ever decreasing circles along progressively narrower country lanes.'Ere I'm not daft; I watched the sun as we went. Our route, after we left. .It had 4 x stalls, and the usual trough on the left, I definitely disturbed some activity when I went in, a toilet door closed and people quickly adjusted themselves @ the trough...It was only lit by one working light at the rear on the ceiling, so it was just enough light to see what was going on, without being very well lit, if you follow.So I played safe (so I thought) and went into a stall, only one was available. When I went in, there was loads of crude graffiti and some pretty hot. For this gentlemen in front of me, it was clearly pleasurable - he started to push further forward so that his balls would also get the same finger-tip treatment. With his cock directly in front of my face, I then started to pull back his foreskin to reveal his cock head. I gasped as his pink large helmet came into full vision in front of my eyes. His cock was leaning slightly to the left and when fully erect with a slight upward arch. With my nose just an inch from his cock head, I smelled. He has married me and now i am officially his wife, isn’t this enough to prove his love for me?. I was drown in the sea of thoughts that suddenly I felt my boobs getting massaged, it was my husband amit. He told “ What’s my sweetheart is thinking of ? tell me darling”.He was pressing my boobs and was kissing my lips. I replied “ Nothing amit, where were you from long ?”. He told “ I was just hanging with those friends, were just talking a lot and sorry I had two pegs drink” . I replied smiling.