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Asian MILF Fucks in Parking LotThis is another true story…A few years ago, my wife and I agreed to pick-up some family after a local minor league baseball game. We got to the stadium lot about 45 minutes early. There wasn’t enough time to do anything in town, so we just decided to wait in our minivan for the game to be over.My wife was wearing tight jeans that hugged her big, Asian ass beautifully, and a sweater. We were talking about everyday things when, without missing a beat in our conversation, she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. I asked her what she was doing and she got this adorable, innocent look on her face and said “Nothing. Why?”What she was doing was opening her jeans and sliding her hand into her panties all while talking about some mundane thing like what the weather was going to be the next day. My eyes must have been like saucers. She laughed. “I’m bored.””Well,” I said, “If you’re bored, you should stop touching yourself and we should fuck.” I knew she was okay masturbating and cumming in a parking lot, but I didn’t think she would take me seriously about a fuck. After all, it was the middle of the afternoon, we were at a baseball stadium, and we were waiting for family (who could appear at any moment). “Okay,” she said, “follow me.” She squeezed from the front seat into the back of the minivan. I followed her (it wasn’t easy—I should have used the doors to get out and back in). She got on the backseat on all fours, that luscious ass of hers in the air, “Go ahead. Fuck me.” I was practically busting out of my pants. Her jeans were already osmaniye escort unbuttoned and unzipped. I took hold of the waist and worked them down over her curves taking her panties down with them. “See my pussy?” she called over her shoulder, “Do you see how wet I am?” She was right. Fooling around in public was always a big turn-on for her. I could see the sunlight glinting off the wetness that had already leaked out over her thighs. I was too tall to fuck her from behind properly, but as soon as my cock was out I pulled her backward onto me. No surprise, I easily slid inside her to the hilt. She gasped. “Oh God, that’s good…” she cooed.She moved up and down on my lap, picking up speed and grunting as she took my cock inside of her. I was sitting kind-of sideways on the seat and it was then that I noticed a man sitting in an SUV parked behind us. Because of our van’s seats, he couldn’t see much of us. But the way my wife was grinding on me, there wasn’t any doubt as to what we were doing. My first instinct was to stop; this guy was definitely watching us. But he didn’t seem upset by it. So, I figured what the hell. My wife was too focused on fucking to see him. “You want to cum, don’t you?” I asked.”Yesss…” she breathed. Now my wife seems to have this blessing/curse when it comes to cumming during sex: she can easily cum… very easily… but she usually needs to be missionary for it to happen (because I can push-up inside her while moving my body against her clit…). “Lay down,” I said. She was so drunk on sex, she was past caring what escort osmaniye I was up to. She slid off my cock and laid down on the back seat. I grabbed the waist of her jeans and her panties. “I’m taking these off.” She bit her lip and nodded. I pulled off her sneakers and practically ripped the jeans off her body. She immediately spread her legs wide open. He pussy was so slick and dark—swollen from her excitement. I could smell her sweet juices. I moved to get down so I could lick her and drink her wetness, but she pulled me back up.”No,” she said, “I need your cock in me.” I pulled her wide hips closer and pressed my cock into her. She closed her eyes in ecstasy. As I fucked her, I casually glanced over the seat back to check on the SUV guy. To my surprise, he was gone. I thought he would have stayed to watch us moving, knowing what we were doing. Oh well. I stopped thinking about him and just got back into the moment with my wife. “Let me know when you’re close,” I ordered her. She closed her eyes and nodded. I could see by her expression that she was getting lost as she surrendered to her coming orgasm. I started talking dirty to her. “Are you getting fucked in public?””Yes.””Is your pussy on display?””Yes.””You want someone to see you? To watch your dripping pussy get fucked?””Yesssssss…”I looked up and the SUV guy was right there at the window. He hadn’t gone away, he had gotten out of the SUV and come for a better look! He was standing at my wife’s head, so she couldn’t see him. It might have thrown my off my thrusting rhythm if we had osmaniye escort bayan locked eyes or something (since I hadn’t expected to see him there), but he was totally focused on watching my cock thrusting in and out of my wife’s pussy. I started to feel a bit sorry for him, he couldn’t really see much from his angle… so, I decided to give him a bit more…”Show me your tits.” My wife automatically grabbed the bottom of her sweater and pulled it up. She was wearing a black sports bra, and I roughly pulled that up, too. Her small breasts and big, erect nipples popped into view. The SUV guy’s focus immediately changed to her breasts. I wanted him to start jerking off in the parking lot, but he didn’t. “Anyone could walk by here and see us fucking,” I told my wife. “And see your tits. Do you want someone to see you?””I’m going to cum,” she announced.”Are you going to let people watch you cum?” That pushed her over the edge. “Uh-huh…” her answer turned into a groan as she bucked against me. The SUV guy, right outside our window, heard her cumming. And that pushed me over the edge. I pumped and pumped what seemed like an endless load into her clenching wetness. During my orgasm, I lost track of the SUV guy. When I checked for him again, he was gone. Not outside the window, not in his SUV. Maybe he went to the port-a-potty to rub one out… My wife pulled her bra and sweater back down, but continued to lay on the backseat, legs spread, my cum and her juices oozing out of her used pussy.”So…” I began, “we might have actually had an audience…” My wife likes the danger of getting caught, but I wasn’t sure how she would react to knowing a man had actually watched her orgasm. She didn’t open her eyes, but started smiling. “The guy parked behind us? Why do you think I started touching myself in the first place?”

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