I look down at the puddle of wee between my stilettos and closes my eyes as I summon up the last of the trickle, still running down the inside of my pale white thighs.
My hold-up stockings have pink ribbons where the clasps grip the elastic around the top, bite in, making the flesh just below my cunt lips bulge and catch a few drops of the warm golden piss.
The men in front of me have their zips open and their cocks in their fists, staring at the wet ground between my legs. One of the guys is pulling his nipple as he wanks, mesmerised by my filthy show.
Lay-bys like this are few and far between around here. Most are just a few metres of spare tarmac by the side of the road but this one is hidden behind some trees and is at least ten trucks in length. It is patchy and there's a few puddles here and there but you can only really see them as reflections because of all the car headlights shining on my pissy snatch. It's one way in and one way out and every now and again a car zooms past, blissfully unaware of the sordid goings-on behind the thin line of bushes where a married woman is being watched by around thirty or so men, including her husband as she puts on her one-woman show.
I am the star of my own little impromptu show, here in this Northumbrian lay-by, truckers doing who-know-what to themselves behind their windscreens, too high up for me to make out what they are doing but most of them seem to be busy with their hands while they watch. Two guys have been brave enough to come out and show what they have for me, what I am doing for them and how hard I have made them by coming out on to quench their need to be dirty, to be perverts, skulking around in hidden lay-bys, waiting for sluts like me to come by and put it all on show, for them to pull their dicks while they watch.
And what a show it is turning out to be.
As the guy pulling at his nipple approaches, I turn and bend over the van bonnet, lifting a heel up onto the step, moulded into the bumper.
Lifting the back of my summer dress, I must look a sight with my ass on full show, with all it's curves, framed by my suspender belt and stocking tops, my narrow waist and my big, full tits, spread out either side of me, squashed against the van bonnet.
His cock is an inch away from my pissy pussy hole when he changes his mind and dips down to clean my urine-soaked folds with his tongue, languishing in the last few drops of warm nectar from the show. His hands are strong as he pulls my heavy arse cheeks apart, using his tongue deeper than I though he could, with me at the angle. I push out and back and give him all the room he needs to clean my filthy slut cunt, before him and his friends go about using it for what it is intended for... a good hard FUCKING!
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