“Mash. Veg. Gravy. Tea.”“Good enough.” A waitress arrived and took their order, which Geoff reeled off with a grin for the woman. “Now we wa...t,” he said. “There are newspapers in that rack,” he pointed, “if you want something to fill the time.”“No, tell me what you’re doing.”“Not a lot, really. Keeping things clean and shipshape. Giving tours to the occasional visitor. Helping shift boats about sometimes. Reading a lot. What about you? I thought you were heading for London?”“I was. But after I. Who knows, I could get lucky ang get a BJ. It turned out the Square was the smallest park I ever saw. A rectangular patch of grass with a little covered area in the middle. I parked and wandered to a bench and took a seat. After a minute I saw someone walking towards me from the center of the park. I tried to act non-chalont, pretended to not notice him. Next thing I know he’s sitting down next to me. Real close. Actually too close. My heart rate doubled when he said ‘ What your story baby?. The man extended his hand, it was large and podgy. Petra took his hand intending a brief shake but he grasped her hand firmly and grinned at her."Are those real?" He asked, nodding to her breasts, Petra flushed in embarrassment and sought to pull her hand away but the pudgy hand was deceptively strong and he held her in place as he looked her over in a way that made her skin crawl but also sent strange tingling through her body. His eyes hungrily looked at her breasts with no attempt at. Gorgeous swaying titties. She was making no noise at all, no moaning, no sounds, nothing. Honestly, I loved that she wasn’t into it, it made me harder. I continued, slapping up against her ass, holding on, thrusting in and out of her sweet young pussy. I took a moment to take it all in. I knew I was going to cum soon and I wanted to enjoy every second of this experience. I thrust it in and out, I loved the sound of skin on skin, I loved the slapping sounds it was making as I bumped repeatedly.