her thighs part so that her skirt tugged higher. The cold air sliced through, catching her off guard for a moment. Her nipples hardened and pressed against the flimsy fabric of her top. She is cursing herself for wearing a bra. Before she can even think, she spread her legs further, giving me a front row view of her now very wet, pink and swollen pussy. She hears me gasp and sees the bulge in my pants before I can cover it with the magazine I found left on the love seat by