Even the sofas and chairs in the lobby were all filled.I found a dark wall corner and rolled up a sweater to use as a pillow behind my head. Being ex-...military I'd slept in far worse places and under worse conditions. Indeed the first thing an enlisted person in any service learns is 'hurry up and wait', and the ability to sleep in any situation, even standing up. I'd slept in worse MAC Terminals in my day, or so I reminded myself.I was almost asleep a half-hour later when I heard a female voice. She used to come by scooter so that day usne mujhe lift di so i invited her for a cup of tea at my place due to cold and she readily accepted. We were completely drenched due to rain by the time we both reached home. We reached home and i gave her a towel to wipe herself and in the meantime i went to the bathroom cos my lund was aching due to excitement and i masturbated then and there. I came out and changed my clothes. She said that she was feeling cold so i gave her my mother’s clothes to. I removed her t-shirt and saw her milk like bare skin for the first time. She wasn’t wearing a bra. She had 34ds, with dark pink nipples, which were now erect and looked delicious.I wanted to get a taste of everything this girl had in her because I did not know when and if I would fuck her again. She removed my t-shirt and I rolled her on top of myself. Her jugs were pressing on my chest, her stomach was rubbing on mine, I know it’s a small thing, but it feels amazing, when two bare bodies rub. As the miles ticked by, my need became ever more urgent. The strain of holding back my piss was making my eyes water by the time I saw the turnout for the rest stop. Sighing with relief, I zoomed into the parking spot closest to the rest room entrance, leaped over the door of my stingray convertible and dashed inside.Common sense told me that, wearing only drawstring sweats, without underwear, I should have gone into the stall and closed the door, but the urgent call of my swollen bladder drove.