... It was guys, a long time ago, in the summer.

I walked one by one to our sleeping area in Moscow, which is not sparkling with beauty ... Garages ... rare weed, people, stops. I don’t remember exactly where I was going, but I can definitely say that I absolutely didn’t think about anything, I watched the sky, cars, random passersby ... One, more precisely, one of them suddenly caught my attention. A rather tall woman of about 30 years walked towards me. In general, nothing special came to me and walked. But already when we passed by each other, and out of habit, I looked around to look at her ass, I saw that she had turned sharply to the right. I knew that the road was not there, there was a small garden and the same notorious garages. For some reason, it interested, and I decided to go in the opposite direction and see where she was going. I was hard to see because of the trees, but I, on the contrary, could see everything perfectly.

The woman came close to the garage and began to unbutton her jeans. Almost at the same time, she crouched down and lowered her blue jeans down, and with them her panties, which were also blue. At that very moment, I heard her burning jet hit the ground dullly. She wrote, sometimes looking to the side, as if feeling that someone was looking at her. As she wrote, the woman spread her legs wider, but since she sat in profile with me, I saw only the yellow jet and her tight hips, from which a few minutes ago the clothes fell off. She held her panties with her hand, but it seems that there were still a few drops in it, because she grimaced when she pulled them back.

Having done her job, the girl (woman) quickly ran her hand along her crotch, while the table quickly put on her pants and jeans and began to come out of her “shelter”. In the meantime, I have moved quite far away, and what happened next - I do not know.