Wendy: Amateur Flasher

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Wendy: Amateur FlasherI’m not sure why, but something made me want to go to the park. A light jacket and jeans over a a blank black t-shirt were my shield from the approaching autumn’s breeze. Coffee warming my hands, I smoked a cigarette and crossed the street into the main green area of town. Many acres wide with a nie stream running through it, it attracted all sorts of joggers and general outdoors people.I picked a bench by the little walking bridge that crossed over the wide stream and sat to enjoy a cigarette and watch the clouds blow by. I didn’t notice her walk up, only looked aside when she sat down next to me. Smiling slyly, wrapped in a long sleeve shirt and a black skirt, she said hello.I nodded and returned the greeting, still not paying much attention just yet.“Do you have a light?” she said, fumbling a cigarette from a box in her purse. I reached into my pocket and turned to light her cigarette when the round paleness of her breasts caught my eye. Her shirt was very open, revealing freckles and the pink of an areola.I pretended not to notice, but she smile even wider as I sakarya escort lit her cigarette, unable to look away.“Thank you” she said, inhaling deeply and exhaling a sigh of smoke and boredom. “Do you come here often”I admitted I don’t usually, glancing at her through my peripherals, hoping she would move ina way that would reveal her nipples. My cock was hardening at the thought. I crossed my legs to try and hide it, and she laughed. I felt like I was set up.“I ’m sure I would have noticed you if you were a regular” she said, that smile ever present. She stretched then, her blouse folding in just the right places for her pink nipple to become visible. “Noticed anything yourself?” she asked.I said yes, I had, and thought it was a little chilly for such a thin shirt, shifting to allow my erection to elongate and not be crushed in my pants legs. It bulged for the eight inches of lentgh, obvious to the world. She reached a hand over and stroked my cock through my jeans gently.“You don’t seem to mind at all” she laughed. I felt the heat rush to my face then, dick leaping and fighting adapazarı escort to break free from the restraints of my jeans. She held firm, timing her squeezes between throbs. I shifted again, and her hand fell away. As I made move to get up, she beat me to it and stood in front of me. The waist of her skirt was at eye height, black and pattern ruffling and creasing before my eyes until I saw more and more thigh.“Would you like to see more?” she said smiling down at me. I looked into her eyes, blaxingly erotic and her smile daring and welcoming me. Her blonde hair was piled up on her head, a few strands falling to her shoulders. The sun behind her filtered through, making her appear as a goddess. A goddess who had invited me into something I couldn’t deny I wanted to see.I nodded, exhaling a cloud of desire that hung in the air between us.She reached down and took my hand, bringing it under the skirt. A tried to pull away as a jogger trotted by, but she held tight and slid it under her dress, up, and between her legs. I could feel her pusy, wet and warm on my palm. She moved sakarya escort bayan my arm herself, rubbing it on her cunt which became wetter by the second. She moaned lightly as walkers and joggers passed us by. I watched her face, saw her smile never leave only become more and more wicked.I slid my index finger into her pussy, reaching in as far as I could to find the G spot. She tensed suddenly and gasped as I hit the magic button, strangling my wrist and keeping it there to assault her cunt. I could feel her orgasming, thighs coming together rubbing silk on my skin, making me hornier and hornier. She yelped as a final wave of pleasure washed over her, startling a man walking his dog who slowed and lingered, taking in the scene before him.She released my arm and I pulled out of her dripping vagina. She half knelt forward, all but stradling me. I lifted my fingers and sucked her juices off of me while she leered and smiled. Her thigh pressed against my cock, still hard and throbbing, hungry to have its own taste of her.“Thank you, kind sir for the light. Maybe I’ll see you here again?”I nodded and smiled as she walked away. She turned back and winked, flashing that grin one last time and lifting her skirt to show me her ass. I could see her sweet pussy peeking from between her thighs and thought I should come to the park more often.

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