She puts her tops in her bag and slides her coat back on walks up to me and kisses me passionately. "I want you to take me hard in those bushes over t...ere, I want to feel your cock slamming me hard." She whispered pulling my now solid cock out again. Without a second thought we head straight to the bushes. As soon as we were inside Hayley drop her leggings to reveal she had no underwear on the whole time either. Pulling them off her feet she puts them in her bag too. She takes her coat off and. ”“Oh yes, I can relate to that for sure,” I said.“Jane, we’ve never dated, hardly know each other. I don’t know...” I started.“Yes, that’s so. David, I think I need to come clean on one score,” she said.“Come clean?” I said.“Yes. I was despairing and filled with sadness and pain and worry and, well, I know you’ve had some of the same. I mean losing your wife and all,” she said.“Yes, that’s so,” I said.“Actually, our common friend, Stacey, suggested that I talk with you and share a drink or a. I was hoping we would get some company from inside the arcade, but that didn’t happen, so I said, “Let’s go back to a booth and leave the door open.” Maybe if I had a cock to play with (George never showed any interest in reciprocation) I could produce my third load of the day for him. So we returned to an empty booth where I sat and George sucked with the door wide open for all to watch. No takers; end of Act Three.This time my wanderings brought me to the door of a guy jacking a longish, thin. "If I let him, I mean?" I think it would be terribly rude to refuse him, don't you?" I replied. "I mean, he's done so much to get you ready. Do you really want to refuse him?" Oh, no. Oh, Baby! I want him to. But, I want you to love me. Oh, Baby!" she wailed."What does it feel like, hon?" I asked."Oh, baby, it feels so good. It's like this wet, warm, worm-like thing just wiggling around down there, making me all jittery and, unh! Oh, babe, I'm going to cum again. Hold me!"I held her. Once.