After that, Swati said she’d get something to eat and stood up to do go. The problem was, my hand was still in the waistband of her thong, and as sh... stood up, the flimsy material tore with a rip, and I was left there with the thong wrapped around my fingers. Swati saw what had happened, and cracked up laughing, saying - “I hope you’re happy now, Mr. Public Make-out!”. I started laughing too, and she walked away towards the food table.I looked around and saw many guys staring at the thong in my. Stopped back by the park again and again was busy but just didn't feel real safe with how dark it was and not being able to see people. So home I went.Since then I have been back to the park a few times and pretty much done the same. I have even worn hose to work so I can stop at the mark on the way to or from work. The last time I was there I was on my way to leave the park after sitting there for the better part of 30 minutes and watching a guy jack off in the back of his van. I so wanted to. One day, my BF took me to a nice hotel and brought along an old guy that he owed a golfing bet to. Would I put on a good show for them. He promised this old guy was a very dirty old man, about 50 something and loved to suck young pussy. I got nude and ready for action. I used a vibrator on my shaved pussy snatch that is really nice and very smooth. I put some sex cream on it to make it super super smooth and slippery , and I came a few times and got my clit all swollen and excited. When this. Now I started rubbing my hands gently on each of Komals magnificent legs up to her knee and pushed up her skirt in the due course. Dipti and her boyfriend were by now fucking frantically as their moans got louder. The booze was so high on them that they couldn’t keep a check on the noises they made.My hands were now on Komals thighs. I felt them and I have to say that they were luscious as compared to 3 years back when I last laid my hands on them when we were going around. The touch on my.