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“Fuck!” I thought; “Ryan was getting his way and he wasn’t even with me.” It was too late then; and I was still a bit high; so I lay back against the wall, leaving my legs open. They’d already seen most of my pussy so I may as well show them the lot. I sat there, sipping my coffee staring at the young men who were staring at me; well, my pussy. They were still there when I’d finished my coffee; so were a couple of girls on the next table to the young men; and they’d noticed that my legs were wide open. I didn’t think that they could see that I was bare under my skirt from the angle that they were sat at so when I saw one of them looking again I twisted a bit on the bench and gave her a good look. She smiled then nudged her mate. Putting my empty cup down, I lifted my satchel onto the table and got my tablet out. Powering it up I started a game and pretended to concentrate on it. After about 5 minutes the 2 men decided that they had to leave. As they got up I wondered if I’d made them late for anything. One of them couldn’t resist having a closer look. As he came round in between our 2 tables he squat down and re-tied a shoe lace. I obliged him by opening my legs a bit further and clenching my pussy muscles a couple of times. He had a big smile on his face as he got up and chased after his mate. I looked over to the 2 girls and saw that they’d seen everything. I got back to my tablet then a few minutes later the 2 girls left. One of them looked at me as they passed me and said, “Shouldn’t you be in school little girl?” “No more than you should.” I replied. I decided that I’d had my bit of fun and put my tablet away and left. As I walked back to Oxford Street I smiled as I thought that Ryan would have been proud of me. I also felt the cool breeze on my pussy as I walked. I didn’t think that my skirt was blowing up but I didn’t check; I just walked. Back to the shops I indian window shopped and browsed round a couple of shops; both of which had escalators up and down. I didn’t look to see if anyone was trying to look up my skirt, but I did see a young man following me a couple of times. One time that I thought that he was close behind me I ‘accidentally’ dropped my satchel and bent at the waist to pick it up. If he was there he’d have had a great view of my bare butt and pussy; so would anyone else who was looking. When I’d gone passed Oxford Circus tube station I saw a little sign for a Starbucks. I followed it thinking about what Ryan had said, and found myself near Hanover Square outside the Starbucks. I went in, got myself a Caffè Latte and a chocolate muffin then looked for a seat. Just at that time I saw a woman vacate one of the tables in the window. I quickly went and sat at it, moving the chair so that I was facing the street. “No,” she thought, “that brochure from the court had recommended a sanitary belt and heavy napkin. While everyone call him old man Frank, he was a nice guy. In the process her breast rubbed against Velan’s lips. Ahhh!! She suggested getting their boyfriends to beat the living shit out of him, but Bella quickly nixed that idea. “When you're ready to eat my pussy, you'll know where to find me, Mrs. Alberts,” I told her when I reached her daughter's door. Shelly deferred on that and said that she would accept Ambrose’s analysis of the situation. “Oh, baby, Grandpa’s cumming,” he moaned thrusting to the back of her throat. They stood indian either side of her ignoring the coffee but looking at her heaving breasts. "We can cut it short if you need to come over here and fuck us." “Please,” she cried softly, “please don’t do this.” Satish waited for a few seconds and again asked her to turn around. Their mirth was almost certainly audible to their neighbors or anyone in the hallway outside the suite, but they didn't care.