A couple of years ago, I decided to meet up with a young toy boy I had been chatting to for a few weeks. He was keen to meet an older woman, so I agreed to meet him at the beach. I picked him up in my car around midday, and we decided to go for a drive as the beach was a little crowded on this particularly hot day. When we first laid eyes on each other, there was instant attraction. We kissed, and it quickly became evident that we both wanted to get down and dirty. After driving along the foreshore for a little while, we came across a carpark that seemed quiet enough, even though there were several cars parked nearby. I parked the car, put up the sunshade on the windscreen, and left the air cond on as it was about 40 degrees outside. We scrambled into the back seat of the hatchback, and started kissing urgently, and running our hands over each other. He ran his hand up my thigh, slipping a finger inside my wet pussy. Off came our pants, and I took his large thick cock in my mouth. He then sat upright, and I straddled him, allowing his member to slip inside effortlessly. We were frantically fucking, as I bounced up and down. We were covered in sweat, reaching orgasm together. At this point, as I was looking out of the rear window, I suddenly realised that a large group of pensioners were leaving some club rooms, approaching their cars, parked all around us. A few of them were peering towards my car, wondering why the engine was running. We got dressed as quickly as possible, still feeling the adrenaline rush from the hard and fast encounter.