We had stopped earlier for lunch, and had two 64 ounce sodas.
We were cruising along, and I knew we would have to stop for a potty break.
We drove on, looking for a gas station, store, or something...but we were in the middle of nowhere.
We finally found a little picnic area off the road. I jumped out, really needing to pee at that point.
I started to pull my pants down when Gary told me to wait.He pulled me up, and started kissing me. I could tell by his bulge he was feeling frisky!
I told him I couldn't wait, but he kept kissing me, then slid his hand under my sweatshirt and squeezed my boob.
He propped me on the hood of the car, and put his cock in.
I told him I really had to pee. He was fucking me good. It felt soo good, but every thrust felt like the head of his cock was hitting my bladder.
Finally, he came (so did I). He stood there holding me, and I could feel his cock going soft. I couldn't wait anymore; I felt the warm fluid leave, and my bladder giving a sigh of relief. Gary just looked at me for a moment, then grinned as the warm pee sprayed on his cock, balls, legs, and on the ground.
We both started laughing. He grabbed his gym clothes out of the trunk and continued on. Finally, we found a convenient store. Gary got out, and said, "would like a big soda?


