It wasn't long before he came, his semenleaving a wet spot at the front of his jeans. Before getting off the bus a few stops later, he flashed me a bi... smile. I was so horny that when I got home I threw off my clothes andmasturbated to orgasm twice.After that I got more daring, finally reaching the point where I encouraged men to feel me up.I tried to position myself next to an attractive man and "accidentally" lean into him on occasion.Sooner or later he'd get the message, and he'd discretly. The stranger was a black man with a huge hand which looked even bigger against her modest sized boobs. The stranger started to play with those wonderful tits and I was sure enjoying seeing my woman being felt up by a stranger. The contrast in white and dark, dark, brown was electrifying. The stranger pinched each nipple really hard causing a small little yelp from the red headed vixen. Still turned on from the blow job she had just given, Sydney did not resist the strangers hand as it moved. Meredian Hill was elevated on a mesa, on the outskirts of town. The park was all stunning vistas, wide open sky. It was her place to feel free, the only place she could imagine what the mystics felt–free and held, all at once. She could look down on the city–and see there the naked ambition, all the fear and anxiety, the rush and the mayhem. One car, after another, one office, after another. In this park, here in her ‘happy place,’ she felt none of it. Down in the city, she knew, was her real. She waved to us enthusiastically as we turned right into the road.“Obviously she doesn’t know yet you have just shagged her dog,” I half joked as we got under way.“Have I?” retorted Jenny, “Well even if I have? You can’t blame a girl for seeking Nucky in the woods if her super stud can’t even wake up and give her one. What’s a naughty horny girl supposed to do?”“Well did you or didn’t you then?” I half joked, “So go on, don’t just keep me in Suspenders.”“Be good and I might even tell you” she.