Date: Mon, 4 Aug 2003 17:03:55 +0100 (BST)
From: b b <beverley_now2002@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Holidat Toilet Part 2

I made an excuse not to go to the beach with my
parents the next day and headed off at about 8.30 to
the public toilets. I arrived at about 5 to nine,
no-one was there. I went in and relieved myself in one
of the cubicles, although my cock was responding in
anticipation of the days events I resisted any
temptation to jerk off.
Waiting outside in the morning sun was pleasant and I
sat on a grassy bank to pass the time. An old guy came
and went from the toilet, I waited some more. At about
9.25 I heard the sound of a car. An old grey Morris
Oxford, must have been about 35 years old parked in
front of me about 30 yards away. The passenger window
opened and the old guy beckoned me over. I jogged over
to the car and he told me to hop in. The car was warm
and smelt of leather and tobacco.
How are you? He asked me, "fine" I replied, we drove
out of the car park and headed toward St.Peter Port,
the only real town on the island.
There was a moment's embarrasing silence so I asked
him his name, George he said George , that's all you
need to know. He smiled at me which seemed to
counteract the sternness of his comment. I'm Geoff I
said, he didn't acknowledge me.
I guess he was about 65 or so, quite fit still and I
glanced at his crutch to see if there was any
stirrings, I couldn't see anything.
"How far are we going?" I asked "we'll be about 20
minutes driving" he replied. He then said "you can
play with me if you like" this surprised me, " I
reached across and squeezed his crutch, I could feel
the stirrings of something firming under my hand.
"take your seat belt off you'll get better access
then" this seemed almost an order so I duly complied.
He asked me to pass him his cigarettes from his glove
compartment, he opened his window a little and lit
one. I felt him growing under my hand and he shuffled
a little in his seat, "take it out" he said. He was
wearing an old pair of flannel type trousers with
buttoned fly, I undid them and sat sideways so I could
use both hands. Under his trousers he was wearing Y
fronts, I managed to neatly tug out his nicely erect
cock in one movement, It felt like silk over wood, I
massaged him and pulled his foreskin way back to
reveal his helmet. "its no good" he said "I can't
wait" we pulled into a farmers field and he said "get
in the back" I jumped over the seat and he tucked
himself away and got out of the car and got back in
one of the back doors.
Once i the back of the car he struggled to remove his
trousers altogether, he sat sideways lit another
cigarette and left opened his legs for me to do my
stuff. I pulled his skin back and forth and then
brought my lips to his cock, I don't think he had
washed since yesterday but I duly cleaned him with my
tongue and lips. I jerked him and sucked him till he
came in my mouth, four  hot streams of sperm hit the
back of my throat followed by a couple of smaller
ones. I cleaned his now flacid cock up and jokingly
pulled forward his foreskin again. He turned over on
his front, with one hand he pulled apart the cheeks of
his arse, "see that" he said, "yes" I replied "good"
he said let's go introduce you to my wife.