Tired of the job already, I was looking for a place to hide in the park. I'd just been hired as a "grounds maintenance supervisor" for the city park system. Basically, that means I go around and clean up the trash in each of the small picnic areas around the park. Well, on my usual rounds on this particular day, I heard some very interesting sounds emanating from the most secluded of picnic areas -- one which I had used before to sack out for a few hours.
I sneaked up through the bushes and peered out at a scene I could not initially believe. Here was a tableau out of any porn video or fertile imagination you could ever describe. A woman was tied to the bench of the picnic table. Another woman was on her knees, between the first woman's legs, noisily eating her pussy; a second woman was tugging and pinching and biting at the first woman's breasts, making them swell and turn red. And to top it all off, the was a guy standing up on the bench with his cock buried in the tied woman's mouth.....
Oh, my God, did I die and go to heaven, I thought. Now, what to do about it, that was the question.
I listened to the conversation and it appeared as though no one there knew anyone else, and they were just taking advantage of the first woman who was tied up....damn, was there room for me?
Taking off my denim coverall, I slipped out of the bushes and stood just at the end of the table in my jockeys, cock already swollen so that the tip protruded outside the waistband.....I cleared my throat and hoped that someone would notice me standing there.....
I sneaked up through the bushes and peered out at a scene I could not initially believe. Here was a tableau out of any porn video or fertile imagination you could ever describe. A woman was tied to the bench of the picnic table. Another woman was on her knees, between the first woman's legs, noisily eating her pussy; a second woman was tugging and pinching and biting at the first woman's breasts, making them swell and turn red. And to top it all off, the was a guy standing up on the bench with his cock buried in the tied woman's mouth.....
Oh, my God, did I die and go to heaven, I thought. Now, what to do about it, that was the question.
I listened to the conversation and it appeared as though no one there knew anyone else, and they were just taking advantage of the first woman who was tied up....damn, was there room for me?
Taking off my denim coverall, I slipped out of the bushes and stood just at the end of the table in my jockeys, cock already swollen so that the tip protruded outside the waistband.....I cleared my throat and hoped that someone would notice me standing there.....
