An exhibitionist abroad 2We’d already been away earlier in the year but unexpectedly found ourselves with a bit of spare time so we made a last minute booking and flew off to Majorca. When we checked into the hotel we were a bit disappointed that our room wasn’t facing the sea but was located on the side of the hotel that overlooked a street and was in turn overlooked by another hotel at the end of the block. On the plus side the room had a large curved balcony with enough room for a couple of sun loungers, the perfect place to relax and chill out.We’d been there a couple of days and had largely had a very quiet time spending our afternoons out of the sun and in the shade on our balcony.This particular day we’d been down on the beach but the heat had become a bit oppressive so we decided to go back and sit out on the sun loungers and have a peaceful afternoon.when we got back to the room Mrs O went straight into the shower and i poured a couple of drinks.She came out a little while later wearing a bath towel and sat down to dry her hair. Once dried she swapped the towel for a short white cotton wrap around that tied up at the side and took her book and drink outside. Half the balcony was still in urfa escort the sun so she pulled the lounger back toward the door and lay down with her book. I was still inside the room sitting directly behind her head with a good view all the way down the length of her body.She’s been there for about 15 minutes when i looked out and saw a guy on a balcony of the adjacent hotel who had a clear view of Mrs O and was trying not be noticed as he kept stealing little glances in her direction. Even though he was about thirty or so metres away i could see enough of him to notice that he was wearing only a T shirt and a small pair of swim trunks.I’d just started to tell Mrs O that she’d attracted an admirer when she said she’d already noticed. I asked her if she was going to make his day and she just giggled and said “I don’t mind if you don’t” I told her it would be wrong to spurn such an opportunity. she called me a dirty sod but agreed it would nice to give the man something to remember.She leant over and picked up her drink from the floor knowing full well that this would cause her wrap to come open and expose her right breast which she didn’t bother to cover when she sat back up.She then drew her escort urfa knees up and rested the book on her thighs giving the guy a tantalising glimpse up the underside of the flimsy cotton wrap. Her next move was to turn onto her side with her knees drawn up putting her ass on display. She kept that pose for a minute or two before dropping the book on the floor, turning onto her back and stretching out with her arms above her head causing he wrap to ride up and expose her fully from the waist down. At that moment the guy went inside and i thought he wasn’t interested but a few seconds later he appeared again, not out on the balcony but just inside the doorway. He’d taken off his t shirt and was massaging what looked like a huge bulge in his trunks.All the stretching had caused the wrap to come undone and right side of it fell away exposing her breast. Now the guy had his cock out and was stroking it slowly, his eyes locked onto Mrs O as she slowly pulled the wrap completely open. She moved her legs putting the right one on the floor and the left on the lounger, letting her leg fall side ways as she arched her back sexily and gripped the headrest behind her. By this time i had my hand inside urfa escort bayan my shorts caressing my hard cock and urging her on. She lifted her arse off the lounger and started wriggling from the waist down, a sure sign she was past the point of no return, before letting go of the head rest and slowly caressing her breasts. The guy was stroking faster now and Mrs O mumbled in a breathless voice “Christ, he’s huge!” before very slowly running her right hand between her breasts and over her belly until it disappeared between her legs. As she worked her fingers in and out of her pussy i could hear her gently moaning and grunting, her left hand massaging her breasts, tweaking her nipples. She asked if i was wanking too, i said yes and then she let out a moan and said in the sexiest voice i have ever heard,”Oh God, two cocks!” and began to rub herself faster.The guy was now stroking quickly, clearly approaching orgasm and Mrs O was breathing very heavily and moaning loudly as she began to buck and writhe before she exploded into one of the most intense orgasms i have ever witnessed, i closed my eyes and shot my load up to my chin. When i opened them again Mrs O was lying spent on the sun lounger and the guy had disappeared back into his room.We never saw the guy again for the remainder of our stay and i often wonder if he was the only person lucky enough to see Mrs O in all her glory. Who knows, maybe one of you were watching!