There were two young guys about 19 years old and rest old around 50.I wore a black v neck deep cut t-shirt with tube bra and a white A-line miniskirt ...hat day. I was sitting with the two guys when we were going. They were talking about football and asked me what I did. Later I was listening to music with my phone by the window seat. I noticed the old man in the opposite seat looking at my legs. As my skirt was short it riled up to my inner thighs barely covering my crotch. I was wearing a. It was very dark but I could make it out somewhat.I don't think I was prepared for this but the sound of guys trying to get in my booth, the video on the screen, and the smell of cum everywhere makes you do strange things. I climbed under the screen and went to meet my new friend. I reached and felt his hard cock. It had been about six years since I had sucked off my buddy in his basement bathroom. I felt this hard cock and ran my hands up and down it. I then put my lips against it and. He looked at me questioningly, to see if it was ok, and when she didn't stop him and I smiled he put his hand on his cock and was just about to press forward with his assault and penetrate her pretty pulsing puss. When just at that exact moment another car came in with his high beams on - "thanks!" he said and then the bloke was off like a scared rabbit. The car did a slow trawl of the car park, and drove back out. Then just as quickly and for a now third time the guy comes back to the window. That he was a member of the clergy and I was a troubled young woman who ought to give more thought to the needs of her soul rather than the mortal coil and its baser urges.I winced at his callousness. Naturally I had expected him to say something along those lines, but that he could be so unjust as to dismiss what I felt for him, as though it were nothing more than teenage lust, was more than I could accept.‘This isn’t fair,’ I said, on the verge of losing what remained of my composure.‘Life,.