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23 Mart 2023, 13:12
"I wonder if she knows?" the man sitting so still on the bench, his eyes firmly fixed upon the sight of the blonde laying on the grass, her knees drawn up to her chin as she read into the thick looking book.He wondered if she knew that she was revealing her white panties, if she knew that the panties on show fitting tightly, snugly, showing off her lips?Carol, at the age of 38 sat there on the grass, her knees drawn up. Over the top of the book, she could see the man on the bench, no further than 12 feet away, separated only by the concreted path, splitting the pieces of park grass. She could see his eyes were fixed upon the show she was allowing him to see. She looked, through the dark sunglasses, looked at the reaction she caused. Teasingly, she moved, turning over. Her legs opened further as she turned onto her stomach."Jeez" he whispered as he saw her moving, as he saw her legs part open even further, as he saw the white panties dig deeper into her pussy lips. He felt the rising in his pants, the rising of excitement.Carol chuckled as she brought her toes off of the floor, kicking her heels to her buttocks, with the full knowledge that the action of her doing that, would yet again, let him see the white panties. She wanted him to see, she wanted him to gain an erection, to think of her as he stroked himself, as he came over his hand. "Fuck" he said as his hand fell to his groin, his fingers clutching his cock. Nervously, he looked around, plenty of people walking around, too many people walking around; how he wanted tandoğan escort (http://cankayalar.com/ad-category/tandogan-escort/) to get his throbbing cock out, stand over her, stroke and cum over her white panties.Carol kicked her legs up and down; it looked so innocent, but designed to have the desired effect of showing him those white tight panties, the ones that now fitted snugly, snugly into the folds of her pussy lips. She flipped the pages of the book she was reading, albeit reading sparsely, not really taking the words in to her mind?s eye. That, her mind?s eye, was too busy, conjuring up her next move. Yes, she wanted to show him her pussy lips. She wanted him to see the wet spot that formed. Her nipples were solid and aching; such tender nipples, nipples that loved attention, soft attention, then HARD attention. Carol turned over onto her back again. She held the book high as she laid there, her knees started to part, the dress slipped higher on her thighs. She smiled to herself from behind the book.He watched her turning, watched the way her knees parted as she lay there. His fingers closed around the cock, contained in his jeans. It was begging for release, begging to be stroked, sucked. It was throbbing and begging. He continued to watch her, the teasing actions she was going through, the way her knees parted a little more, the dress, falling down her thighs. The panties, digging into her pussy lips. How he wanted to get closer.Carol lifted the book slightly higher, enabling her to sneak a look at her onlooker. She saw his hand, saw it türbanlı escort (http://cankayalar.com/ad-category/turbanli-escort/) rubbing at his crotch. She gasped, for at even at the distance she was away, she could see that it was huge. Carol continued to look at his big hand, groping, gripping and rubbing that big cock. She felt herself getting wetter, felt her nipples aching even more than before. How she now, wanted to release her 34C breasts, let him see her full breasts, her hard nipples. How she wanted him to stand over her, watch him jack his cock, watch the cum spurting, hitting her breasts, coating her aching nipples. She parted her knees further, dug her buttocks harder on the grass, trying to rub the dull ache between her legs. All she managed to do, was to pull her panties tighter into her pussy lips.. She let out a low moan as she watched him.His hand rubbed over the bulge in his jeans, his fingers gripped his cock as he watched her, this blonde, laying no more than 12 feet away from the bench he sat upon, her legs open, her panties, hugging her pussy lips, letting him see the panties sneaking inside her lips. He watched her teasing ways, the way she wiggled her ass, the way the panties slipped, revealing her dampness. His hand rubbed the engorged cock, he felt the blood pumping through. He looked around as he unzipped his jeans, looked left and right as he slipped his hand inside, covering himself with the magazine he had been reading. It was dangerous, he knew he could have his ass hauled off to the jail. The risk was going to be worth it. He HAD to feel his cock. He HAD to grasp it. He HAD to try and stroke it as he looked at the display of her pussy. He stopped, did he hear her moaning? Did she moan? Was SHE watching him now? His hand started to move, slowly, up and down his throbbing cock, his eyes, fixed, so firmly on her pussy.Carol looked as he placed the magazine on his lap. She smiled as she realized why. She had visions of him stroking his cock as he looked at her. She loved to watch a man tugging and stroking his cock. She placed the book on the grass, sat up and looked directly at him. She smiled as she him stopping, heard him coughing, trying to cover the fact that is cock was out, that his hand was sliding up and down on his shaft. She smiled at him as she too looked around. A clear coast, no-one looking at her as she slipped her hand inside her legs. She watched his eyes dropping to that motion, watched his face turn red as her fingers stroked her lips, pressing the material deeper inside them. She watched him lift the magazine, revealing his cock, his hard throbbing cock, his big cock. Carol stared at it, stared as his hand moved up and down. She gasped as she saw the swollen angry looking tip; her fingers pulled her panties to one side, revealing to him and to him alone, her bare pussy lips, freshly waxed pussy, lips devoid of pubic hair, lips that were wet. She watched him, he watched her. She watched him stroking his cock, his thick fingers closing around the equally thick shaft. He watched her, watched her pull the panties to one side, watched as she slipped a finger inside the pink moist pussy lips.He felt himself coughing as he saw her looking at him, then he let out a groan as he saw her pushing the material of her panties into her pussy.