It took me a few days before I could draw up the courage to send her a message. I was anxious waiting to see if she would reply.And then it came. Ther... was a message from her in my inbox. I anxiously opened and read it. She was interested in talking. I didn’t want to get my hopes up because it often started this way but then wouldn’t pan out. I replied to her message and we started texting. After a few days we decided to meet each other. We agreed to meet somewhere public and have a coffee or. She smiled and reached into my panties and pulled out my cock and said that I seem just as turned on. I told her that he could be her freebie, meaning if she ever had the opportunity she had my blessing to have her way with him. Her reply is where things took an interesting turn. She asked what if she found someone who looked like him. It was at this point that I told her that I was turned on by the thought of her being with someone else. We rolled over and she got on top of me and slid down. .. I was inheaven... I could feel his member growing while he kept on touchingme... his hands were all over me and I was so excited... it was thenwhen I decided to unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants... I couldfeel the heat of his member through his briefs and I knew I had to freethat piece of meet... I pulled down his briefs and with my hand Istarted to massage his shaft; it was so soft... so big... he started tomoan with pleasure and I was happy to hear that......I stroked his pennis. “Your turn,” she said.I lay on my tummy and she rubbed it in all over. It was when I turned back and she started to do my front I noticed one of the guys was walking about ten feet from us. Just ambling. She had not noticed, or so I thought, and just kept on rubbing it in. I was somewhat distracted and had not realised she was spending an inappropriate amount of time on my breasts. I looked at her and she carried on going lower. The guy was openly looking at us now and Chantel pushed my legs.