. the .. it had to be there ... the person behind me had gradually gained a huge erection. I was sure ... through the thin dress fabric was not to be ...istaken. A stranger stood plastered up behind me and rubbed the hard-on locked in his pants against my ass . Or maybe he thought it was as I rubbed myself against him? Tribulation and movement in the crowd I could not prevent could and he perhaps misunderstood ?I did not quite know what to do ... just pretended nothing and kept harder around my. I took advantage of her stopping my movements to catch my breath while watching her in the throes of orgasmic ecstasy. When she released her hold, I started my movement again, trying to maintain the rhythm that I had started with. Kelly was already building toward a massive orgasm and I was close too. She had wrapped her legs around my waist with her heels on my butt. She seemed to be encouraging me to pump her harder, faster and deeper. Not much encouragement was needed. I picked up the pace.. I unzipped her dress and she stood up and let it fall to the floor. I looked at her and couldnt believe it. She had on a black bra and thong set with a garter belt and thigh high stockings. The way she looked right then was almost enough to make me just throw her over the arm of the couch and shove my cock into her pussy and pound away. My cock was so hard I had to undo my pants and let it out. She got down on her knees and put my cock in mouth. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing.. They just got up, when they'd finished, threw the spunk filled rubber on the ground and casually walked off.It was, obviously mostly men who frequented the bushes, but a couple of times an older woman and much younger girl used to come into the bushes. The older woman was very attractive, probably in her early forties, good figure, always tartly dressed usually with quite high heels, a short skirt and always showing the tops of her tan stockings and the much younger girl was probably only about.