Thanks to the summer construction, I had to take an alternate route home from work, and it turned out to be the best thing to happen to me in quite some time. On that drive I noticed a small secluded park tucked back behind a large group of trees. I decide I would check it out the next day at lunch. When I arrived there I noticed the parking lot was larger than I expected, but perfect for sitting in my car to nibble on my lunch while reading. I looked around and there were only two other cars in the lot and they were several parking spaces apart. I’d parked quite a few spaces away from the car in the middle of the lot, and with the way the lot curved, I could see the driver pretty clearly through the passenger window. He was a guy about my age and I decided there wouldn’t be many distractions. I opened my lunch bag and my book. About thirty seconds into my book a car drove by, and long blonde hair caught my eye. I watched her park directly across from the middle car parked in the same line as me. I couldn’t see her as well once she parked, so I was disappointed by her selection. Not that I would have approached her to ask if she was into married fathers of three, but it would have been nice to look up and see her pretty face from time to time. I was just starting to look back at my book when she got out of her car. My attention was immediately back on her and I watched her walk across the parking lot. She truly was a sexy woman. She had long, very shapely legs. Her loose skirt was short enough, and blew around enough, for me to see just how sexy her legs really were. From where I was sitting she appeared to fill out her yellow spaghetti strap top rather well too. Her big black and gold sunglasses covered quite a bit of her face, but I still found myself incredibly attracted to her, even from about 50 feet away.I perked up when I realized she was getting into the passenger seat of the car that I could see into perfectly. I tried not to make it obvious that I was watching, by reaching down and grabbing a chip. I took the bite and glanced around, as if taking in the park’s views. When my gaze made it back to her, the couple were seriously making out. She was almost on top of him, and I could see his hand had pushed up her top, and he was squeezing her ample breast. I was a little shocked at such a public display, but couldn’t take my eyes off of them. That was one very lucky guy! Then she sat back and I guessed she had to be working on his belt and zipper. I watched, in awe, as she leaned istanbul travesti down and out of sight below the window. There was no doubt in my mind at all about what she was doing to that lucky bastard, and every now and then I would very briefly see the top of her ponytail pop into view. After a few minutes she sat up and leaned out the window with her ass practically pointing at the drivers side window. Behind her I noticed the lucky bastard trying to stand/crouch in his seat, and somehow get into position. With her head sticking out of the car, and her shirt still pushed up, I had a perfect view of her amazing tits. It was then that I realized how hard my cock was, and how I had been rubbing it through my pants. I looked down and there was a noticeable wet spot on my thigh. I couldn’t think of one reason not to, so I unzipped my pants and freed my erection. I could see the lucky bastard must have found his footing sort of half in the drivers seat and half on the center console. Either way, he was clearly pumping his hips and fucking her good and hard. Even though they were at least 50 feet away, I could hear her moaning. Damn she was hot! I was stroking myself at the same pace that he was banging her, so her moans would match up to what I was feeling. This was best lunch I’d ever had in a park. She pushed him back, and I thought maybe he had cum, or she was done already, but then he sat back down, and she climbed on top of him in the driver’s seat. I couldn’t see her as well anymore, but I noticed the older guy in the other car had a better view, and he was watching very intently. I could also tell he was jerking off too, and not trying to hide it either. I could still see her well enough to know she was really riding the lucky bastard’s cock. Before I knew it I was past the point of no return, and fumbling for my napkin to save me from an embarrassing mess. I managed to get the napkin in place just in time, and I felt my cum hit my hand though the papery fabric. From the looks of things, he must have shot his load at about the same time, because she was no longer riding him. She was still on his lap, but they were kissing, and then talking a little, and then kissing some more. I cleaned myself up, the best I could with a rather moist napkin, already mostly covered in cum. She climbed out of the car, flashing those amazing tits my way once more before pulling her shirt down. I swear she looked at me as she did it too. Then she pushed her skirt down and flattened istanbul travestileri it with her hands. She stuck her head back in through the passenger window for one last kiss, and gave me a great view of her ass. Then she walked back to her car and drove off. A minute later we had all left the park. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, so I told my wife I wouldn’t be able to meet her for lunch the next day, and returned to the park instead. When I pulled in, I realized I hadn’t paid any attention to the other cars at all the day before, except maybe where they were parked. I wasn’t sure if I would recognize them or not. I could see two cars in the parking lot as I pulled into the same spot I had used the day before. In the closest car was the older gentleman who got to spectate from the opposite side the day before. The second car was all the way down at the end of the lot. I could only see the tail end of the car, so the driver couldn’t possibly see either of us. I was pretty sure that wouldn’t be the lucky bastard though. It wasn’t looking good, since his car wasn’t there, but I had beaten her there the day before, so it was possible he was just running behind. After only a few seconds I spotted a car driving in, and I could tell immediately that it was her, by her bright blonde hair. I assumed he must have been caught in traffic or something, and was just running late. I watched her park in her exact same spot. It looked like she checked herself in the mirror real quick, and to my surprise she got out of her car. With the lucky bastard absent, I was curious to where she was going. She looked even hotter today, wearing a tighter black skirt, a plain white tee with a plunging neck line that fit very snug and really showed off her tits. She wore very tall black high heels. She clearly wasn’t wearing a bra, and I swore I could practically see her tits right through the thin material of her shirt. She was still too far away to really know exactly what she looked like, and she had the big sunglasses on again, but she still looked like a knockout from where I was sitting. I didn’t expect her to even acknowledge the older guy in the other car, or me for that matter, but I was mistaken. She gave me a little wave, which I took to mean “good to see you again.” I gave her a little wave back, because I’m too much of a tool to think of anything cooler to do. Then I watched her walk right up to the older guy’s passenger door, open it, and climb in. This time I watched her intently travesti istanbul the whole time. The older guy must have known what was going to happen, because she immediately leaned down, her head moving straight toward his cock. He must have pulled his dick out while she was walking to his car, because she clearly didn’t have to do it for him. Once again I decided I should go ahead and pull mine out as well. I never saw any part of her head bob up into view that time, but the older bastard clearly enjoyed what she did to him. After a few minutes she popped back up, and this time she went straight to straddling him in the drivers seat. She looked kind of crammed between him and the steering wheel, but she started bouncing up and down over him anyway. Much like his predecessor one day earlier, he pushed her shirt up over her boobs, and I could see him sucking on one of them while she rode him. The older bastard apparently didn’t have the stamina of the lucky bastard. I could hear him moan all the way over in my car, which was even further distant than the day before. He was clearly a loud moaner when he shot his load. As much as I was stroking my erection, I wasn’t really close to cumming at all. She wasn’t quick to climb off the older bastard, and I could see they were talking. I noticed she didn’t kiss him like she did the lucky bastard. She reached up and hit his sunroof button and held it until it was fully retracted. Then she pulled herself up through the opening. About half of her upper body popped out, so I could see most of her tits, and then with her legs spread over the older bastard I could see that he was starting to lick her pussy. Watching her throw her head back and finally being able to hear her moan, I could feel my climax building up. Her hand was on the back of his head, and it looked like she was pulling his head toward her pussy. Her hips were also moving in a grinding motion. I could only imagine what it must have been like to be that older bastard licking her pussy, while she was grinding her pussy into his face. The sight of it all was so sexy that I couldn’t hold back anymore, and grunted as my cum shot out onto the paper towel in my hand. Once again I felt the four or five gushes hit my hand. A few minutes after my orgasm I heard her moans reach their highest point yet, as she reached her own climax. He got in a few extra licks before she started climbing down, and sat back in the passenger seat. It looked like she had to put her shoes back on or something, and then she opened the door and exited the older bastard’s car. Once again her top was still pushed up over her breasts, and her skirt was up to her waist. This time she pulled down her skirt first, and straightened it out, giving me a great view of her tits.